Ficly

For My Friend

You’re taking a path
Through blades of grass
As sharp as knives

We used to laugh
And let things pass

Now you and I’ve
Led separate lives

I sympathize
Heaving desperate cries
At the thought of you leaving
Forever— I cannot fully realize—
I’m not quite believing
How you couldn’t be breathing

I cannot let go
However vacant or hollow
Your statements are I’ll follow
Them to the cement on the basement
Where you lie silent, limp, and complacent

We’ve been through hardships
We’ve seen who can throw their stone the farthest
At dusk in New Durham near the lake in the forest
Where the air still collects
The dust of reminiscent steps

Do you know how much I care?
There isn’t a sharper arrow
In flight right now
Quite like the threat
Of if I ever let you down
The heart in my chest
Will rest sleepless
Beside you underground

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