December 21, 2009
By Lauren Collier BRONZE, Fredericksburg, Virginia
Lauren Collier BRONZE, Fredericksburg, Virginia
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Farewell my dearest friend
Goodbye my truest love
How could the stars glisten in the firmament
While the sun falls from the sky?

This souring distance
Between living and dead
Has mutilated my melancholy soul
And has abolished my heart

To stand here at your grave
Adjacent and yet distant
Reminds me how impervious you’ve become
To all things that effect me

No longer must you eat
No longer must you drink
No longer must you breathe
And yet you sleep
While I can not

I pray you live a dream
That you have seen God’s face
Hoping that your hereafter is filled with joy
And a pleasurable peace

If you live a nightmare
Of everlasting pain
I’ll pray for your exemption from the torment
The others have to endure

Please wait for me my friend
The Reaper’s bells shall toll
And in those last interminable moments
Graciously I will say

The author's comments:
I wrote this after one of my friends passed away. I feel it captures those initial feelings people have about the loss of a loved one (where their spirit went, how the world moves on carelessly, the utter loneliness).

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