I sit on my bed, a bottle in hand
I cry as the radio plays your favorite band
The song goes "My love, you're gone and its been far too long"
And I think to myself 'I wish you were here, I miss you. Is that so wrong?'
This is because your memory still haunts me
And your photo is the only thing I have left of you to see
I bring the bottle to my lips and finish my drink
The numbing power helping me not to think
In my hand, I hold your ring
Wondering how I ever brought such a hideous thing
Yet you loved it because I gave you it
The memories hurt and I feel like shit
I look out the window wanting to forget the heartache
But I can't let go of this keepsake
I search for the moon but the sky is empty
Staring out, longing for it beauty
I just need something to take away this pain
Barely noticing the rain
I can't stand the memories of my former spouse
The memories that fill this house
I swore I wouldn't return to you
But it is something I need to do
I get up, wiping tears from my face
Going into the hall, I stumble down the staircase
I open the car door and in the wind I hear you say "Go back"
But obedience is something I lack
I get in and start to drive
Rushing to you, I barely feel alive
I drive too fast, images flying by
Careless as to whether or not I die
I reach my destination at last
Trying my best not to remember the past
I stumble my way up the hill
The night air has a thick chill
It rains still, I do not care
I continue, almost there
The moon comes out as I reach the top
And all I can do is stop
I fall to my knees on your grave
And I scream "Why were u the one God didn't save?"
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Oceans
PoetryA collection of poetry I started writing in middle and throughout high school. I would honestly appreciate any feedback.