The River

Sitting by the river we watch it flow,

Watching the pebbles stumble by so slow,

The atmosphere is ever so tranquil,

But there is only moments left until

The sun goes down and the stars shine so bright,

The river seems calmer during the night,

Although you cannot see it in the dark,

I will never forget your last remark,

“The peaceful nights that I share with you here,

Mean the world to me, I promise you dear,

And you will be forever in my heart,

Honestly, you have been right from the start.”

If I had of known these were his last words,

To hold him is what I would have preferred,

But now that I have completely lost you,

I realise that I need you that is true…

I still go to the river on my own,

But it isn’t quite the same all alone,

It flows much slower than it did before,

Maybe because you’re not here anymore?

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Sadness

Look into their eyes,
Admire the sorrow,
A cloudy grey,
Like the darkest of skies,

Read the sadness of their soul,
place your hand in theirs,
does it feel cold?
Your mind begins to lose control,

You feel their pain,
like it’s your own,
you fake a smile,
it becomes a bane,

As they speak,
they begin to stutter and sigh,
your heart sinks,
when did they become so weak?