Messenger of Hope
#poetry #death #mortality #hope #writing
TW: Death, Mortality, Grief
When you died, I fled Our home a home no longer The remnants of your presence a stark reminder That I’d failed you
I’d promised you, once That I would be with you until the end You, telling me it was time and me Pretending not to hear
That day, we sat in the sun Inseparable, one last time My irrational belief That a heroine was coming to save you
I confessed to you my despair I did not believe in ‘after’ Fearing that this was our final goodbye And wishing it was me instead of you
I could believe, I wept If the universe would show me a sign Absurd in its specificity I spoke my request aloud
Then As we prepared to say goodbye The universe Spoke
I watched you die Your life, extinguished by my hand The heart of you, gone from your once vibrant eyes Their lifelessness haunting me still
Yet
In my heart, the barest seed of hope My absurd demand of the universe, granted as it was Making it possible for me to believe That some day, we would be together again
Until then Know, my brilliant girl I miss you terribly And I love you forever.