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.
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