|
Alpha
List
Issue Poems
Poems About
Death
Sad Poems
Suicide
Poems
Villanelles
Contents
Home
All poems: copyright by
Nicholas Gordon
Free scrapbook poems
permission to use
provided by the author. |
You killed yourself and didn't think of me.
I can't blame you for that, and yet I do,
For now your pain becomes my legacy.
What agony impelled you not to be?
I loved you-wasn't that enough for you?
You killed yourself and didn't think of me,
Nor saw through my eyes what you made me see,
Nor cared about my life when yours was through.
And now your pain becomes my legacy,
And I must fight to keep my sanity,
For what you did defines what must be true:
You killed yourself and didn't think of me.
I cannot think you did it selfishly;
So great a sacrifice leaves nothing due.
But now your pain becomes my legacy,
And I must sail across that bitter sea
That leaves no trace of joy or residue.
You killed yourself and didn't think of me,
So now your pain becomes my legacy. |
