these wounds,
they cry for you.
life is draining
and I'm straining,
but I know I'll see you soon.
I will not
fight our fate.
come back for me,
but as you see,
you are too late.
this love
is unrequited.
spiraling down,
hitting the ground.
are you still undecided?
and now I
have died for you,
and you can't save me.
who could blame me?
what else was I to do?
goodbye,
my faithful friend,
and once I slip away,
pull me close to you and say
this is the end.
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Author:
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- Published: August 11th, 2025 06:54
- Comment from author about the poem: in loving memory of those we cannot bring back, try as we may. especially, for you, you have my heart.
- Category: Gothic
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Comments3
A fond farewell to those we wished were still here with us. A lovely write
thank you
My pleasure
A beautiful write to all those loved one's that can no longer be here in body, enjoyed the read
thank you
You are very welcome
Hayleigh, this carries the weight of love and loss in every stanza. The voice feels spent yet unwaveringโฆmoving from longing to resignation with a painful grace. Youโve given the goodbye a haunting beauty, my friend. ๐น๐ค๐๐ฏ๏ธ๐ฆโโฌ
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You're welcome
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