Going Home
When you left me that day I had not a clue why I was destroyed I was killed Not outside But inside Now I should finish the job You’re no longer there for me You’re the love that walked away from me It takes time to mend the wounds of all this suffering Time I don’t have Look at me now I’m miserable and weak You left me And I’m left wondering why There’s nobody left and I’m left rotting in my head Alone Here I stand now that I’m alone With no one to comfort me One set of footprints in the sand No one to take my hand Memories in me Cocooned in misery The darkness overcomes Soul soars to the other plane Existence past the door I sail through Purgatory’s bay Receive me or cast me away On the other side The time has come Lock and load I’m going homeone of the poems my boyfriend, Eric wrote Written January 5th, 2002 © on Jan 05 2002 10:54 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"When you left me that day..."