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poem by: Beth Char
Written on Jun 13, 2018 

Talking to you is like talking to a grave
Part of me thinks it means something 
Part of me knows what was there is gone
And that as much as I beg and plead
What I loved 
Will not come back. 

But your grave I cannot mourn 
For I am the one who killed you
I watched your light go out
And I took it for my own

But you forgave me. 
I buried you alive 
I let you rot there 
And you forgave me. 
 
What am I to say to a grave?
Do I apologize?
Though you're already gone 
I know this is better for you. 
But I want to keep you as my own

I didn't have much before 
But you were my prize. 
My light. 
I loved you
And I killed you

 

Tags: Sad, Metaphor, Depressing, Pain, Deep,

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