Dear Corbin

Sun, 11/29/2015 - 00:31 -- oreokk

Just don't go.

 

I know you thought leaving

was the only way

but I miss you every day.

I won't say you were wrong;

I know the pain of this world can make every day too long

to bear and the quicksand 

you found dragging you down was too fast for you. 

There was no saving hand

to pull you out.

 

Yesterday we buried you beneath the ground.

 

I miss the sound of your laughter,

the feel of your embrace given in friendship and understanding.

In the race to save you I was too late.

I watched you drown and I'm sorry that

I let you down.

You will never know what this feels like and

I'm glad; you don't need any more sorrow burying

you like the snow.

 

Just let me know that from where you are,

you can feel

peace.

Please don't go:

remember those words?

I'm pleading now, my heart

shattered, to just hear your voice saying 

that this is the start to you being 

okay.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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