To My friend
I felt you close, inside my chest
I felt your presence, next to mine
You came with me for a year
I heplessly tried to ignore you for the first months
Endlessly distorting my mind and body to thumping BPMs
Spewing words out into the air, so that they would stain the silence
I would still hear you as I looked out at the trams, moving across the city in the night
I would feel your shoulder next to mine
So, I ran
I fled
No good byes, just some half etched message on a virtual pin board
I was upsidedown in the world and yet I still felt you
Like a background force, reminding me, forcing me forwards
I spoke to you on cold nights, looking up at the great beyond
Asking you why, why you had done what you had done
After a year I felt you around less
You would appear in my mind from time to time
A reminder of how time kept moving and you stood stuck in that moment
To that point you had anchored yourself, one which you could never leave.
2 years later I found myself at that rock
2 years later I looked down
2 years later I began to tie myself to
2 years later I had tied myself to it
I don't know why the rope broke
I don't know why time had somehow managed to wrip through my cord
Not letting me define myself by that one moment
Like you had 2 years and 1 month before
I still think of you from time to time
Before that moment
Big Sal
Tue 7th Aug 2018 16:26
Glum but it bleeds emotion and makes the reader hope for the best - regardless of the outcome. Good poem you have here.?