Only Love is Lost - K

April 27, 2011
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I stand on the brink of a chasm,
I peer over the edge and see only darkness.
I hesitate - just a moment too long.
I lose my chance, at saving her.
She walks down the stairs, the creeks follow her footsteps.
I resist the urge to leave my bed,
I wish I hadn't, wish I'd followed my instincts.
I hear the sound of the door; open, then closed.
I place my feet on the floor, descend the stairs to the kitchen.
A quick drink of water, that's all I need.
No reason to worry, she'll be fine.
Later that day, she lays on the couch,
She is sick and weak, and I know not why.
A week later she dies, it was suicide.
I could have prevented it, had I only followed my instincts.

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Phina This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Nov. 8, 2011 at 10:57 am
Because you never could stop blaming yourself, I submitted this here for people to judge for themselves whether or not it was really your fault. Maybe then you'll see you're innocent, and forgive yourself. In such a way as I have been unable to get you to do.
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