I walk : Death Poetry

I walk

I walk a path filled with tears,

Tears of thoughts of you and growing up through the years,

The path soon will flow like a river as I am ovewhelmed by the loss,

Im left wondering "Why you", such a devastating cost,

The once colorful world turns to black and white,

My hopes and Dreams Vanish over night,

So I walk,

I walk in search of tomorrow while trying to relive the past,

I gather my emotions and try to be strong but I crash, I crash,

I need you more then ever now I search for a trace of you,

Hoping to be touched by your ghostly presence and maybe have you give me a clue,

A clue to why you took your own life,

Your life was mine to and I feel as if Im stuck with a knife,

As My eyes look to heaven crying out for a site of you,

I walk,

Tears shed from an utter destruction of the emptiness you left behind,

One with you, now Im half running on a hollow mind,

The sounds of your voice echo from yesterdays sunny smile,

I gather my thoughts of what was and relive them file by file,

The first file is of love, our love, and the first time we met,

The way you looked at me at the cafe Ill never forget,

With eyes that sparkled when glancing into mine,

Then when you talked to me with words stumbling in Rhyme,

You wanted to impress me but you stuttered instead,

I held back my laugh but I was rolling in my head,

You were so cute in that ugly lime green turtleneck,

and those baggy dark blue jeans with holes in the knees as if been in a wreck,

But your eyes grabbed hold of me and somehow we were soon together,

Planning our lives and sharring what would be our always and forever,

You blessed me with a zest and a thirst for laughter and joy,

You treated me with respect and never as just a toy,

Always holding me close and always kissing me on the nose,

Telling me how much you love me and bringing me a weekly rose,

We opened up to each other and could talk all day,

Seems we never ran out of conversation or kind things to say,

SO now I walk,

Crossing the lakes I have created from missing you,

But confused at why you didnt come to me and tell me why you were so blue,

Why depression took you and I was left without a clue,

Not a hint or a trace about your comming dimise,

It was all rosy red and blue skies and I need to know why,

Was it something I did or say cause I need to know,

So I walk alone down this road Hollow not whole.....