The Aftermath

act i.

his eyes search yours,
looking for some sort of sign--
some sort of way to know
that you're okay.
"im alright," you say.
and he should know.  he should.
but he doesn't.
"good," with a smile.

and it's too late
now to tell him that
you would never lie to him.
you would never lie.
and it's too late to
break it to him and apologize
because this time,
he might not forgive you.

act ii.

sometimes he blames himself.
he wonders what he did wrong,
how he failed,
but you don't have the guts
to blame him anymore.
"im so sorry." a whisper
in the darkened room of your
insatiable mind.
"im sorry," you say, and
you know he'll ask why.
and when he does, you reply
with a shake of your head.
"im so sorry."

maybe it's the weather
that's making it so tough
these days.  maybe it's
just the rainy days that puts
you on the slightest of
the razor's edge.
because you can't blame
him anymore.  you can't
simply blame him anymore for
your own damn crimes.

act iii.

you remember the time when
he was so happy.
cocky yes, and sometimes an a*s,
but happy, and you miss that.
you miss being irritated
at his antics, because now?
he is nothing but a ghost.
you cannot help but remember
the old boy he used to be.
he is not even a man;
not even now.

and you think about
what he could've been if
you hadn't been in his way.
he could've gone on to be
so damn much.  so great.
and you reminisce about
how in all the aftermath,
after the storm,
he still chose you over
his life.

and you wonder about
how if you placed a gun inside
you mouth, if he would
again try to pick up the pieces
in the aftermath of it.

act iv.

you decide to test your
silly theory, and
still wonder if he'll pick you
over it all.

act v.

there was never even a funeral.

Author's Note

Going to be completely honest. I love this piece. I can't help it.

Reviews

[Eagle Cruagh]

You are right to love this piece. This is a jewel.
It is not a song of happiness, but you sort of discuss
life here, life in all its tragic circu;mstances and in
the end sadness, loss of the man you buildt.
So, you are right and I am sorry to see the life of
so many people work out this way, but it does.
Thank you
----- Eagle Cruagh

[patti]

A really good write indeed, I like the ending as it more questions than answers in last lines of the poem... The poem has a good meaning of the aftermath and pain after two people seperate... realy good peom :)

[Coyote Poetry]

A very interesting tale. I had to read again. I wanted to know more about the reason things fall apart and the cause of separation. The ending left more questions then answers. This is a very good poem. Made the reader dig deep into the words. Thank you for sharing the excellent poem.
Coyote