Sunday, November 20, 2011

Friendships' Storms

I stood, silent
Haunted and alone
The wind whipped around me
My face, blank as stone

The greenery died
Fell slowly to the ground
All life meandered out of reach
My pulse, an empty sound

She stayed with me
Held my hand as it started
Kept me breathing through the flood
My voice, long since departed

As the water froze
She hummed in consolation
Watched me slip and fall and bleed
Her hand, my strong foundation

When the storm struck
And drove me to my knees
Broke my will and left me lost
Her warmth, held back the freeze

But the thunder's striike
Demolished every wall
The ice broke and split apart
My spirit, shattered and small

And my only bridge
My last connection to reality
Untangled her fingers and pushed me in
Then turned, away from my mortality

Her last glimpse
Flooded this broken levee
Pulled and battered by the current
My heart, broken and heavy

I floated alone
A month or a lifetime adrift and silent
Despair and solitude my only friends
My abandonment, insidious and violent

I can’t seem to let go
Though I’ve long since found the shore
Of the hope that someday she’ll slip her hand in mine
Her friendship, mine once more

No matter how I try
Pain still echoes behind closed doors
But if you ever again cared enough to ask
My forgiveness, would be yours