Don't Want To Lose Another

by Kurt   Nov 17, 2017


Concrete gravestones are shackles upon my soul
I’m trapped in this endless loop with nowhere to go
My best friends are gone, no longer alive
They're never coming back no matter how much I cry

These fresh wounds still attempt to scab
But rupture with my nightmares had
These guilty thoughts only help me regress
Feeling myself crumble under this bitterness

Two tear-stained notes goodbye framed on the wall
Praying someday they might make me whole
Shattered red scraps of bumper contrast the wood grain
Reminding me that I have to shoulder the blame

A rope and a gun have too much in common
Now I'm afraid to drink despite the courage it summons
I’ve lost my two closest friends plus my two brothers
I’m begging for mercy because I don’t want to lose another
©Kurt Hampton

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