His Suicide
I walk into a room,
I've walked into a million times,
Feeling that there was something not right,
I look to my left,
And I immediately pause,
frozen,
Though my mind tells me to move,
When I realize what my eyes have seen,
I run to his side,
Hope quickly fades,
And desperation takes it's place,
As I feel the cold stiffnes of his body,
Frantically I try to untie the knot he bound,
My shaking hands just wont allow,
I drop to my knees,
Faith finally tested,
A touch of his lips frightens me,
A feeling I've never felt,
There was no life in this body I had once held,
with passion
and love,
and tenderness,
and care,
No there was nothing there,
I still to this day,
Cannot believe he's gone,
He held my whole world in his rough tattered palm,
Though life with him was tough,
I'm broken without him by my side,
But I have to be alright,
For when he left me,
He didn't leave me alone,
We shared our love love,
In a beautiful baby boy.
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