You Got lost in
the deep end of life;
far from the
safe shallows.
Elf-like grin,
leftover from
childhood.
I couldn’t
save you.
9 months of
milky memories and
shipwrecks to
the soul.
Your grief killed
you as much as
the booze did.
I hope you’re now
resting
safely on the shore.
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Author:
Thomas W Case (Pseudonym) (
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Comments7
A down hill journey hopefully with a happy ending. Nicely penned Thomas
Thank you for commenting.
I couldn’t save you
That hits hard when a loved one is in free fall. Truth is, they have to save themselves. Poignant words Thomas.
Thanks for reading.
Such emotive words Thomas.
Andy
Thanks.
A sensitive write T.
ty
A most profound sadness in this, you have given much dignity, there are those who certainly can not be saved. 💙
yes, sadly. Thanks for the read and comment, sweet Teddy.
Grief follows booze, booze invites death, I know this tune. Nice work.
Yes, for sure.
the feelings of hopelessness in the wake of helplessness compounded by a deep sadness is so palpable here .. With much respect, very well poemed indeed TWC .. Neville
Thanks, much appreciated.
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