Our Good Byes Poem by Bobby Pask

You know,
I saw this coming.
I cant exactly say how
Or what signs were showing.

I never lost those
Feelings that kept me alive.
But, I guess that's how it goes
And, once again, I must survive.

I feel sick
To my stomach now.
Quite the trick
You did as you go.

I lost myself
In your eyes.
Now I lost myself
With our good-byes.

I now write
Because the emotions flow.
I don't know what the right
Words are, though.

You had my heart
And I don't want it back.
But, I don't know if itll be able to restart
When it decides to have its second Attack.

Ive been shot
In the chest.
Now my mind begins to rot
As you choose to rest.

My mind is blank
But this page is not.
My motivation has begun to tank
But my mind still holds a lot.

You have left me
Fighting to get air.
The page is hard to see
For the tears are there.

My head is spinning
But in the opposite way of the usual.
I don't know if there is any winning
Or trying to act casual.

I feel scatterbrained
With no fix in sight.
I don't know what is being gained
Or if this is even right.

My writing is frazzled
Along with my thought process.
I wanted to get you a ring that was bedazzled
And make you my misses.

Even with all of this,
You've gone and left.
I will forever miss
The kiss, leaving me bereft.

This work has become long
Compared to others.
But, these feelings are strong
A chance, waiting for another.

I keep pausing
Thinking this poem has ended, finally.
But these feelings have me cursing
And feeling like ive been stabbed, fatally.

I sit here
Fighting the urge to drink.
My mind would be even less clear
Making it harder to think.

The promise to you
Is my only savior.
Would be so easy to do
To just close life's door.

I think I should
Just finish this one.
If I keep writing, I would
Probably succumb to life being done.

There isnt much left to say
About all of this.
I just want today
To end and bring back your kiss.