"A Life Taken and Given Back"

Written By: Blk Sapphire

A/N: I dedicate this poem and “A Loneliness” to my first beloved who passed away about 2 years ago... This is for you, Xavier...

Pity me

For I am soon to be

Lying on my bed to sleep

To awake to a morning of flaming glare

Reeling against a soon angelic stare

I didn't expect the day to end

With a twisted, blinded bend

If I could've known I would've been ready

Why couldn't he hold that car's steer steady?

He stole the life of my lover

How am I to forgive when he's gone forever?

Call me crazy but I was so young

Looking up to a man that I could run --

To and love and be loved

Not to be wasted or feel shunned

But he's gone and gone and still gone again

"How dare you, man! I thought you were his friend!"

I cried tears that never ceased

The accident just had to happen after a Thanksgiving feast

After Christmas and New Years Eve

I never even had the chance...

To hug him from behind

And kiss him under the mistletoe

"Why did he have to go?"

I asked

And I'll ask!

Until I feel content!

He nor I  was ready yet

Dear Lord above there was a time I questioned Your power

At that very devasting hour

"How could you?" I declared

My voice booming with a widowed air

"He meant so much to me and more! Are you truly a God? My Lord?"

I didn't know what was to become of me

Challenging His might

I may have stated all I had

He was taken from me

This man of my love and heart

I have fallen crippled and have fallen apart

"Hit the brakes! STOP THE CAR!"

I could almost hear him shout!

ON THAT NIGHT!

Mostly like screaming in fright!

Oh, how I would've helped him tight

Never letting him go

No matter how great even his own sorrow

I would've taken the hit first

And let my own spirit thirst

For his love as I would've taken myself to heaven

Waiting after the hour of seven

On the date that he would've been stolen

To make our moment on clouds golden

That we would meet again and I wouldn't have to cry

Yet I say all of this with a sigh...

Why couldn't his friend hold that car's steer steady?

My love... was never ready...

Pity me...

For I am one soon to be...

Lying on my bed... to sleep...