I failed you,
I can picture your voice.
That grin and your heroics, cowboy.
I get it
I know this was about you
I get it
I know you didn't see anything else
But I didn't see it at all
I was here
Stuck in my own world
And you slipped away
You were on fire
And there was one way
To kill your pain
I get it
But at the same time...
I fucking don't
I was here
We were here.
And now you're not.
And I don't get that.
YOU ARE READING
Gallimaufry
RandomRandom writings. Poems, short stories from story prompts, artistic deconstruction of thoughts from the day. Not all content is mature. But some of the writing prompts to contain violence.
