The Kid

Vividly dim

My eyes do fail

Today is the day 

That I quit my wails 

And end this torture 

That is life absent her 

I’m sorry 

I wish it were what it was 

but life will do what it does 

For you see meaning in the chaos 

Where I am at a pathetic loss 

I’m sorry 

I can’t go on 

at least not for long 

Without your hands to caress 

And your flowing hair in a mess 

As you breath on my neck 

And clench my chest 

My life feels like a hopeless wreck

Perhaps I just need to rest 

I’m sorry

Forward moving we shall be 

You will live on without me, 

separate lives,

In different directions we will strive

Yet you will be a cherished memory 

I only regret not treating you more gently 

I’m sorry.