Farewell

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: True Confessions  |  House: Booksie Classic

Another poem of anguish

She feels lost, ever so
Yet, she articulates it, very little
The only word her mind could conjure was, "Farewell."

She hated goodbyes, yet
She could only articulate that simple word
A word that meant what she hated

She's expected it so
Unlike before, it didn't lessen the pain she felt
No, it worsened it

So much so, she wished
Wished she had lost her ability to feel
And to become an empty shell

Said wish cannot be so easily granted
So, she remains, uttering the word, "Farewell"
The meaning of which she hated

How she dreaded that word, yet
She had to utter it nevertheless
It was what it was

That word, "Farewell"

The only thing she could utter
The meaning of which she had loathed
And how she wish she wouldn't have to feel its effects.

 


Submitted: July 21, 2015

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