║ physical notebook ║ off-network

[mumbled_truth]

To be.

To be; no not. Did you falter, then?
A moment's thought for those who cared
Did you hesitate, knowing, taking your own,
Not one of our lives would be spared?

I wailed, I screamed, a howl so haunted
Unaware such a noise I could make
Stumbling through ice, sick and pained
Yet the cold I felt not; not the slightest shake

Hours passed, life rolled by heedless
I know not how long, my witnesses strayed
I waited there, to feel or not
It may have hurt, were my nerves not frayed

And I hated you, I nearly thought,
So bitterly did your actions sting
But all my anger could not sustain
Emotion, a most confounding thing

The only thought to strike my mind
In cold my body did not comprehend
Was that never in this world again
Would I see my closest friend

And were there a way I could somehow
See you again, what would I say?
Would I tell you how hurt we all were
How angry that you'd gone away?

And here you are, right here you stand
And for all the rage I thought I'd feel
When I look at you no anger swells
Only gratitude that you're somehow real

So whatever time we may have here,
However long I may remain,
I'll embrace each moment, cherish each joy
For, back home? I've more than enough pain

Comments

you should watch where you leave your things, Todd.

[had_not_lived]