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My Life For Yours
Rated: 18+ | Poetry | Dark | #1582978
Obsessive poetry of love lost.
When I first entered your room
And knelt beside your bed
Not a word was spoken
And I couldn’t hear what you said

You smiled for me
A poor cover for your pain
If I’d known your suffering
I would have done something then

I sat beside you
And laughed a while
Unaware of how much I missed
Your smile

And then I saw the gun
That would be the very end
Not a joke or a trick
Not make believe or pretend

At first I smirked
What the hell is that?
But you weren’t laughing
You weren’t even where we sat

You held it at your side
I cried, I begged
You just silently watched the tears
I bled

Oh God, don’t take your life
From far away I called
Please, God take mine instead
I saw your heart fall


I lunged for the gun
A last, desparate attempt
Before I was to see
Your troubled soul’s ascent

We fell together on the bed
Unaware, like lovers
A feeling of feelings, though brief,
Unlike any other

My mouth broke
I didn’t know what to speak
You gazed at the ceiling
Your grip on the gun was weak

I stared at the pillow
For the longest time
And then I turned my head
You took from me what was mine

I held your hand
You held the gun
We held together
An act undone

The tears raged on
In silent outcry
I began to rise
And failed to try

I lay against your chest
Hearing your heart
It slowly submitted
To the Death art

Your mind was gone
Even as your body relented
You chest no longer rose
The will to live was tinted

Your blood stained mine
I wept for you
As the last breath faded
I turned to you

Face to face
You stared at me
With deep, blue eyes
That would never see

And even then
I could not say
What question you needed
Answered that way

You really didn’t know
Your own whys
Perhaps you couldn’t
Say goodbye

Your heartbeat slowed
And stopped to rest
My teardrops stained
Your blood-stained chest

I took the gun
And your hand, too
And prayed for love
I felt for you

If I would serve
My death in Hell
I’d gladly give
You back as well

You didn’t want
My life for yours
I sit and question
Why for hours

I never rose from your body’s death
And later I was told
They carried me away
From the only love I’d ever hold
© Copyright 2009 Lea Moses (UN: thekeisha at Writing.Com). All rights reserved.
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