A Different Man
You held my hands at your leaving
as you said your final farewell.
You were off to your homeland
but I was off to my hell.
My hands were frozen, like ice.
Yours were warm like your heart.
Mine, held a fool’s paradise.
Yours, a man falling apart.
At good-bye, you gently kissed my hands
and they slowly turned to bone.
They knew that this was the shadowlands
of sad times left all alone.
A touch of my cheek
brought sorrow and pain.
My heart, it sadly crumbled.
My tears, they refused to rain.
You turned on your heels
and walked away
turned your back to our love
never hearing my silent, “Please stay.”
As you moved to board the boat
I started to fade from view.
With the last breath of life within me
I screamed, “l’ll always be with you!”
I’m no longer a man.
I’m a ghost.