Last Words Poem by alex haywood

So frail yet so brave
holding on to hope
yet knowing
you were on your way.
The journey was rough,
but you took it well.
better than me
but who could tell?
Now you're gone
and I can't be sad
anymore
been sad for long
but it was for naught.
Now it is time,
to look and hope.
To think about it all
and evolve.
Not be bitter but move on;
one thing on my mind for so long.
Where are your last words?
Why not just a note?