He is still alive
Still here on this earth
But it doesn’t feel like it
Even though he still breaths
Still gets up every morning
Goes to work
And goes to bed
He somehow feels like a ghost to me
A shadow passing by
Every time I see him
My friend
My brother
Every time
He feels less connected
To me
To this world
And I feel lost
Unable to stop the inevitable
We used to laugh
We used to be there for each other
We hated our jobs
Hated the jerks that did not understand us
We leaned on each other when things got bad
And had grand adventures
Now they are over
He does not want them
Does not need them
Does not need me
One day
One day very soon
I know
My phone will ring
And my heart will sink
They will tell me
He is finally where he longed to be
No longer in pain
No longer heartbroken
No longer among the living
And a piece of me will be gone
Forever
END
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Such a personal poem. Many layers to you dear friend. We all have the one person that seems to fade in front of us, and even when we are there to support and try our best to help sometimes we fail.
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Thank you. This is my safe space. Where I can share the fantastic and the deeply personal. I appreciate the support.
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You’re welcome. 🙂
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Hell, this strikes close to home. I have been both of them. It hurts on both sides of that conversation…
Wonderfully written. Thank you. Now I have to rinse out my eyes, I think there is dust in the air or something because my eyes are all sorts of watery.
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Thank you. It’s good to connect with other kindred spirits. Just know that you are never alone.
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Took me many years to learn that.
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Heartbreaking.
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