Vivid Penance

Simple-Man87

It was a cold night in November

When I left her there

Leaving her nothing to remember

But my last act of despair.

I watched from far below as she lie crippled

Ignoring the smoked casing to her right

Dropping in my blood, her tears rippled

As she held me all night.

Even when they came to take me away

She fought them all

Wanting just one more minute to stay

I didn't come back, no life to re-install.

Never will I be again

A penance I must pay

To not be a Father, Son nor Friend

And accept where my soul is to lay.

  • Author: Simple-Man87 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 18th, 2017 17:44
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 47
  • Users favorite of this poem: Laura🌻
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  • Christina8

    Awww, such a sad write. But very well written! I think we've all struggled with these thoughts. Thanks for sharing this personal write!

    • Simple-Man87

      Thank you for the read. Kind of a dark day, I must say. Compliment is very much appreciated.

    • Laura🌻

      It seems that today is one of those sad days for many of us for different reasons!
      This writing is an excellent piece. I can feel the pain your words are expressing!
      The last four lines are really, really sad!
      I concur with Christina! Thank you for sharing!

      • Simple-Man87

        Hey Laura. Thank you for the read. The compliment was far too kind. I really appreciate it.



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