Treasure Island

Timothy Long

(September 11 1996 / Auburn, New York)

Aching Lost

i lost him in this less than significent world we call home, his final words to me were good luck as he slipped from my finger tips, as i grasped in a thundering cry for my friend who died, when all went quiet i searched for him as he fell in darkness from the cliff in a dead smile, now im left alone with this aching, aching for something, something i don't understand, now that he's gone love is filled with pity, i have many pain filled nights while not being fair, watching all smile at me, and yet me dying inside, so as if empathy was used because no one cared, the one person that did is now gone forever, know it well for im a pained human, while others are happy, everynight i ask myself why did he jump? why didn't i? he left me all alone with this aching that's my own, from my sad thought and abused past, i have no where to go now, im all alone and don't know what to do, now that's my aching lost

Submitted: Wednesday, November 06, 2013

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