Now You're Immortal

This day in particular 

Was really quite gray

The guy next to me sighed

Hey, you okay?

 

I replied that I was fine

I gesured him to go away 

Yet, he wiped the tears from my eyes 

And whispered 

Do you mind if I stay?

 

I denied, but he did

Of course I wouldn't believe 

That he died on that tree

And he did it for me 

 

I would only know what was seen 

Until he changed my mind 

He told me love was blind

And helped me back on my feet

 

I still insisted that he don't 

But he replied by telling me

That he would only leave me if I died

And in that case, I won't.

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world
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Comments

brandi.sutton

I wrote this poem after a weird experience. I never considered myself as a religious person, but I can never deny the realness of the expereince I had when I wrote this poem. I had been grieving for a while, because my uncle, a drug addict, committed suicide. I was mad at the world, mad at myself, and mad at a God that I never even believed in to begin with. I guess that God was able to reach me at my most vulnerable state, and that's when this poem happened. I have a hard time explaining this to people, because the experience was too intense to put into words. The best word I can use to describe it is love. 

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