For someone

Zjamiso

One cloudy afternoon

We laughed as it was raining in the middle of June

Playing nothing and all too soon

Up showed the moon and it was time for you to go

The next day, you didn't show

Your daddy gave your eyes a colour that did not glow

The day after, you hid them so I wouldn't know

And I had hoped that it just didn't hurt too bad

 

I'd never seen you sad

So I took you up a hill to see the stars

And I gave you my guitar

So it wouldn't gather dust

We both learned a couple bars

And some chords, though I was a bust

I was happy with the sight

Of that chilled and starry night

And lovely you, my only friend

 

You said you couldn't sing

It was nonsense, your voice could make the mountains ring

I told you so, you didn't believe a thing

Even when you bring me to tears with 'Vincent'

You didn't know what it meant

To me when you were obviously not content

You just shrugged it without incident

And like that, you sent me on a quest to make you smile

 

And it worked for a while

When I said I liked your sad, sad songs

You argued I was wrong

I convinced you otherwise

I said that you belong

With the greats up in the sky

As thanks for smiling again

You wrote a son in my name

To that, I thank you, my only friend

 

I remember happier days

How they felt and never will again

Things have changed in many ways

I think of you every now and then

How like a broken clock, you would always write twice in a day

I always wanted to take you and show the world that light across your face

They called it a smile, I just called it by your name

To me, they were one in the same

And I can never see it again

 

Because, another everyday

Sun was shining, sky was blue, it was the month of May

Despite the colour, your day was grey

And they say they don't know why you got it done

You were not having fun

Pretending to live while being dead and gone

That was issue number one

In a list of twenty one that made you go

 

And I had to go and know

Your wonderful light that isn't there anymore

You were sick of being you

I do, and do not, understand

You were too sad to be blue

But you were wonderful and mad

To me, you were amazing

And I did a lousy job of saving

Lovely, lonely you, my only friend

 

I listen to that tune

You wrote for me, back when the flowers bloomed

And I think it's all too soon

But like a dune amidst the sand, you fell away

I'll see you again, someday

Although, some would likely up and say

Far too soon for my life's final day

But, what the hey, I miss you far too much to care

 

And, oh, how we would dare

To stay up all night just to gaze at the stars

You were everything to me

I never got to tell you

And you never got to see

You the way that I do

That's something I must change

My path, my final stage

My goal before the end

 

But I guess that until then

I'll watch the stars and sleep again

And to you, goodnight

My only friend

  • Author: Zjamiso (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 3rd, 2023 09:28
  • Comment from author about the poem: Just to be clear, and I'm aware that this might retract some of the poignancy from the poem, this is not about anyone I know in particular. If your curious, it's about a pair of characters from the book I've yet to write. I simply came up with this last night and rolled with it. That being said, I do adore these characters that I've created and, given the themes of the work, their relation to the poem does sadden me. Zjamiso.
  • Category: Sad
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