Refused Goodbyes
It's hard to hear your goodbye,
As a single,
Deafening ring.
It's hard to listen to your farewell,
When all I can see,
Is the blood blossoming across your face.
No.
I refuse to hear your goodbye,
Because I don't want to hear it.
I don't want you to leave my side,
And join the others.
I can't let you go,
Not after such a,
Agonizing goodbye.
You handed it to me like a note.
Like it was a second thought,
A final reminder,
Of the things you did not.
Why did the goodbyes,
Have to ring not only once,
But twice?
Not only did you say,
Your farewells,
But our son was forced,
To repeat them as well.
Nothing Lee can say to me,
Not even the whiskey could sedate,
The memory of that final click,
That signaled your very end.
That forced goodbye,
Never meant to be,
The one only meant,
To be heard by me.
I refuse to listen,
For a second time.
Forgive me but,
I don't except your goodbyes.
-Soul Spirit-