Metaphor Poem by Sonya Florentino

I guess it comes to this
You don't exist
You're a figment of my imagination gone wild
You're a memory brought back to life
You're my yearning, my desire
My regret, my lonely lie
You're a distant dream unfulfilled
You're my what-could-have-been

I guess it comes to this
You are not real
You are not mine, you are not here
You're something I designed
Just a phantom in my mind
A metaphor... of my life

I guess I could not accept your demise
So you had to come back into my life
But it's been too long and it can't go on
It's time I looked you in the eye
And say that cruel word goodbye
Yes, it's time to let you know...
You're not alive

I guess in the end it comes to this
You're all alone
Tomorrow I'll be gone

© 2009 Sonya Florentino