Help Me Poem by Baby Blue

This life that we used to know,
something that was onced treasured,
is now something of the past,
something that has died.

help me move on,
help me hold on,
to the sanity that is left
that hasnt left me in this state
help me remember the life we used to live

but now that you have decided to go
and leave me stranded here,
looking into the distance seeing the dust
trail rising behind the tires of your Chevy
i can only think that this is the last time
I will be able to see your baby-blue eyes.

but this is best, because there is too much
to forgive, too much that has caused pain.
all that is left to this sanity, is
me constantly trying to remember, the life we used to live.


written 4-2-08