My Dear Best Friend Poem by Emily Thom

Dark as day, crimson bright
How could this happen, where was her fight?
Back on the road, into the night
Could this be real?

Approached by an owl, lit up by the moon
Humming the words of an unwanted tune
The desperate hope to be forgotten very soon
What a painful feel

Through the wind-struck trees lies a whispering canary,
Who sings the songs of the quite contrary
A lost desire for a life of the merry
Has it turned to hate?

As the water sprinkles among the grass
Nobody knew how long this would last
Could this go on, or will it pass
Is it too late?

Now I resemble a rose of black,
Shriveled to the point of no turning back
Will she move on or could she crack
A question to tear me apart

Walking fast, Ive learned to crawl
So why the punishment for it all
The incredible agony of not hearing her call
Memories forever in my heart

We've gone through so much, how could this be it
Feelings repressed making it hard to admit
I cannot believe that you just want to quit
Is this the end?

A sister to care for was my only intention
The thought of being apart was never to mention
Is there anything I can do to get your attention
My dear best friend