The Place

April 12, 2008
I had a friend once,
And each day as I look in the mirror,
I remember that he’s gone and won’t come back.
When I look back at the moment when he was taken away,
I wish I could go back and change it.
I wish I could go and stop him from leaving me.
I want to bring him back, but I can’t.
I wish I could bring him back to me.
But it’s too late, he can’t come back.
He’s in a Place too far away for me to reach.
He’s in a Place where he can finally rest
And escape the terrors of life.
He’s in a Place of peaceful oblivion
So he can get away from the hurt life caused him.
I wish I could go back in time to save him and fix his life.
But it’s too late, he can’t come back.
He left me here to mourn and I realize that
He was a bird in a cage that needed to be freed.
And when he went to the Place,
He was finally set free.

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