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Death’s Door
by Brian FrancisThis morning, I awoke alone again.
Death had taken my dearest friend
Loss has saturated my very being
Love still rings clear for its empty tone
All these years of holding that hand
Just a day and I nearly cannot remember
The feel of that touch upon my skin
The weight of the future standing alone
I am defeated now that you are gone
The best of me has flown away
My purpose is lost to me, for your escape
When they told me, it was a horrid affair
I fell to the ground as my soul was ripped away.
I could not find my breath
Still, I searched for you to help me
But you were gone, and I was alone
This morning, I awoke alone again.
Death had taken my dearest friend
My life is over because you were all I had.
06/25/2024 Posted on 06/25/2024
Copyright © 2024 Brian Francis
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Johanna May on 06/28/24 at 07:02 AM If this is an actual moment in your life, I’m so sorry for your loss. Your poem made me remember everything I’m grateful for. I hope you find peace and comfort in whatever form it shows itself. |
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