Waking up in a cold sweat,
A scream building in the back of my throat,
Remembering thing that shouldn’t be remembered,
Replaying the things I want to forget.
The years have not dulled the ache in my chest,
The images in my head have not dimmed.
The crystal blue of her eyes,
The deep sadness within.
Why she couldn’t not turn to me I do not know,
Why she had to end it all I will never comprehend.
She knew of my love,
Yet she could not let me bear part of her burden.
She did not mean for me to see her like that.
She did not want me to feel that pain.
She told me as much in the letter,
Her final goodbye that left me empty for years.
When I walked in on her hanging there,
And stared into her deep blue eyes,
I could see the regret in her eyes,
She started to cry as she realized what she was doing.
Tears poured down my face,
As my mind went numb,
But my body sprung into action.
Grabbing my knife and trying to cut her down.
But by then it was too late.
My efforts to save the life of the one that I loved were futile.
She managed to whisper the words, “I’m sorry”
Just as she passed on from this world.
Leaving me empty and numb.
How I longed to murder the bastard that drove her to this course.
How I wanted to rip him apart for causing my love to end it.
But I couldn’t summon the strength to take action.
When she died so did a part of me.
I couldn’t bear to live without her,
So much that I tried to end it all,
I failed and was left and empty shell.
Forevermore to sit and ponder,
If there was more that I could have done.
Always haunted by these images,
And those deep piercing blue eyes.
The worst part about this is its true.
A scream building in the back of my throat,
Remembering thing that shouldn’t be remembered,
Replaying the things I want to forget.
The years have not dulled the ache in my chest,
The images in my head have not dimmed.
The crystal blue of her eyes,
The deep sadness within.
Why she couldn’t not turn to me I do not know,
Why she had to end it all I will never comprehend.
She knew of my love,
Yet she could not let me bear part of her burden.
She did not mean for me to see her like that.
She did not want me to feel that pain.
She told me as much in the letter,
Her final goodbye that left me empty for years.
When I walked in on her hanging there,
And stared into her deep blue eyes,
I could see the regret in her eyes,
She started to cry as she realized what she was doing.
Tears poured down my face,
As my mind went numb,
But my body sprung into action.
Grabbing my knife and trying to cut her down.
But by then it was too late.
My efforts to save the life of the one that I loved were futile.
She managed to whisper the words, “I’m sorry”
Just as she passed on from this world.
Leaving me empty and numb.
How I longed to murder the bastard that drove her to this course.
How I wanted to rip him apart for causing my love to end it.
But I couldn’t summon the strength to take action.
When she died so did a part of me.
I couldn’t bear to live without her,
So much that I tried to end it all,
I failed and was left and empty shell.
Forevermore to sit and ponder,
If there was more that I could have done.
Always haunted by these images,
And those deep piercing blue eyes.
The worst part about this is its true.