Ever so gently,
I will lay you down.
Down deep in the cold hard ground.
I will cry droplets of love for eternity,
After they separate you from me.
I will kiss your eye lids,
I will brush my fingers across your cheeks.
A flower will be laid at your stone,
From this moment until there are no more.
And though I turn away,
As the dirt is laid.
I will never forget,
What transpired here today.
Isn’t a choice.
But I will give your silent heart,
~In Memory of my dearest Elizabeth~
My heavy heart gasps for air,
As I silently decompose.
A composition of transitional grief and anguish,
That will never subside.
I step forward,
Lead feet dragging.
Into another moment of time to be destroyed,
By an oncoming future of disillusionment,
A lifetime of swarming movements,
A never ending rush of motion.
That ends so abruptly,
And without warning.
You betray me, you palpitating scourge,
Daring me to let out what most desperately needs to stay in.
You shock me with your vengeance,
Oozing that thick red sustenance you call life.
Letting me drip, drip, drip,
Through my fingertips.
Onto the hard, glossy tiles.
They don’t want your gift of doom,
Your coagulating bitterness.
I can feel your delight in skipping a beat,
That desire you have to slow,
Forcing me to an untoward finish,
A finish I don’t want.
I won’t give in,
He asked for freedom and ran with it.
Taking the reigns his heart flew on,
In the natural progression of growing attributes.
He took to the world like a child to candy,
Each passing moment bringing yet another poignant thrill.
A multitude of minutes he never wanted to forget.
He met a girl, a woman, a goddess,
Introduced her to his freedom and she joined him.
In all that was his, she stuck to him, like glue to paper,
He created a million more memories.
In a flash, in a second.
Until one day,
He entered the gray,
And all of the freedom he had was taken away.
Those joyful trivialities to which he was accustomed,
He no longer cared about.
For his heart was in it no more,
The ending given away,
Before the story was finished.
For freedom is fleeting,
As is life. As was her life.
Last night in Converse, about 10 minutes from where I live, a tractor-trailer stopped at a traffic light and a man jumped off the truck, but not out of the way before the truck went on – crushing him to death. Apparently the man had jumped onto the 18 wheeler in Laredo and hitched a ride unbeknownst to the driver all the way to the stopping point in Converse where his life was ended tragically.
This terrible accident reminds me of the horror stories where the guy with the claw ends up in the back seat of the victim’s car. You definitely don’t expect to see things like this happen in the real world. I just cannot imagine what was going through the victim’s head that made him jump off the truck at that point – and if the light was red – why did he wait so long before getting off? It just seems like a completely preventable situation and now he has paid the ultimate price for his poor decision-making.
And the poor driver! Can you imagine how awful it would be to realize that you just crushed someone underneath your vehicle? There was no way for him to know that this guy had been on his truck, but still to have to live with that kind of burden, I cannot even begin to fathom.
The man has not yet been identified to news sources but when his name is released I will update on this post.