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by Christopher Shin

Her image haunts me,
and I do not know why
I continue to be
tormented by her.

Maybe I did her wrong,
and maybe I did something
that I regret the most.
I will never have the chance
to say good bye.

I will never give you the
chance to see me shine.
Why is it that I feel
comfort as I try to
talk myself down when
I think about you the most?

Am I really that lost in
my diluted self pity
about a past that I
can not possibly change.

Why is it that we regret?
Is it because we think
of what could have been?
My dark wings shutter
as a rain of darkness
sweeps through my soul.

The warmth that spread
through my chest can
only feel the coldness
of you not being here.
And I realize now that
hell is just a thought
away.

I realize now that
I am just a memory
and I fade away
into your arms as
we once were.

Friends.

09/16/2003

Author's Note: To a friend that I left behind.

Posted on 09/16/2003
Copyright © 2024 Christopher Shin

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Melinda Sordino on 09/18/03 at 07:24 PM

i agree with stacey, most people that we leave behind, we leave for a reason. either way, the emotion evoked by this poem is truely genius...

Posted by Ashok Sharda on 09/19/03 at 04:54 PM

'just a memory' so far the associations are 'alive'. The associations needs to be 'left behind'. In any case, a nice piece.

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