
Dedicated to Deyan Perisic. I hope with all of my heart, that you'll be waiting for me, when it'll be my time to leave this cruel world. -Em
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Hurt/Comfort/Drama - Words: 593 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 1 - Published: 07-09-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3040152
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Grief
Dedicated to Deyan Perisic
I wish we could go back
To where the sun shined
Out on our lives.
I relive them every day-
The memories.
They haunt me all the time;
Still knowing
That I hold remorse
Over what happened.
You can't change my mind.
I know it was my fault.
I could have,
No, SHOULD have
Done something,
Anything,
To help you.
Please don't feel bad
Wherever you are.
I can live with it-
The blame,
But not if I know
You're unhappy.
I can't stand it
Not being able to make you smile anymore
With a lame joke.
I miss you,
My angel.
Why did you have to leave me alone?
It's so dark
Down here,
Somewhere no one knows about,
Where I'm abandoned to torture.
When will it stop?
Although, I hope it never does so;
After all the pain inflicted upon myself,
Nothing else but numbness is present.
It feels so good,
To be so numb;
Where you can't feel anything anymore,
When absolutely every feeling is gone from your limbs,
Your being.
It helps you forget.
I can't believe it though.
That you're really gone;
That you're never gonna come back.
I can't believe the nerve he had!
To shoot his own children!
To try and kill
Murder
Assassinate
What he himself created.
I'm glad she survived,
But why didn't you too?
Why did Death's hands come and grab you
Oh so forcefully from Life's?
And mine?
From your sister's?
From your mother's?
From your friends'?
From your family's?
From everyone's?
Why did you leave as suddenly as you did?
Why did you leave without giving me the chance
To say one final goodbye to you?
I'm not the same I used to be.
Do you know
That sometimes I wish to join you?
To die
So that I can finally see your face again?
Do you know how cruel it is
To be in the dark?
To not know where you're buried?
Visiting you,
Talking with you
Could be my heaven.
I thought that two lost souls
Could seek comfort in each other,
Even though they were in different worlds.
Like us.
You know how much I liked soccer-
We use to practice together.
Now I can't anymore,
Because the last thing we did together was play soccer.
You might take me as a stalker,
But every Friday, Saturday, and Sunday,
I watched you from my window,
Playing alone in your driveway,
Always wearing a soccer jersey.
You never knew,
How much I wanted to join you
So you and I wouldn't be as lonely.
It's no wonder I don't like soccer now.
But I always was the shy one, wasn't I?
Although now,
I regret that
Because I feel as though
I didn't get to know you
As much as I wanted to.
I'm taking my time
Spilling emotions
On some paper,
In some place,
Holing they'll reach you.
I suppose I'll take this as another chance to say goodbye.
So here I go
I love you.
I hope you get to play sports as much as you like where you are.
Forgive me,
For not finding the courage earlier,
To do this.
I guess it's goodbye,
But I hope
With all of my heart,
That you'll be waiting for me,
When it'll be my time
To leave this cruel world.
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