Scars Poem by Jamal Brown

Scars

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We had everything. We were the perfect couple.
Until... that fateful day. It was a cold and lonely, rainy
night, with no hope of forever in sight.
I wanted you. I begged you. I cried for you.
I cried for the loss of us, of we, of you and me.
We both blew things way out of proportions.
You hit me, and I hit you, until we're both
bleeding. Knives were flying, and unmeant words were
said. Then you walked out of the house, and out of my life.
You grabbed the car keys before I could stop you, and you sped off.
It was cold.
It was dark.
It was lonely.
It was raining.
You were doing 60 in a 25.
The car swerved, going airborne over the railing.
Somehow, you were still alive.
You made to the hospital,
in and out,
in and out
in and out of consciousness.
I will never forget the fear in your sisters voice,
when she called me and told me what had happened.
I stepped into your hospital room, and cried.
seeing you in those bandages, casts, wire, tubes, and IV's
of every sort was unbearable.
I saw the heart monitor. Those little lines so spread out.
I couldn't say anything. Then, just a moment later, you went flat-line.
I stopped breathing. I couldn't even say I'm sorry.
We laid you down next to a beautiful oak tree.
The very same oak tree that we carved our initials into.
I still couldn't say I'm sorry. So I'm saying it now.
I'm sorry for not believing you.
I'm sorry for doubting you.
I'm sorry for not trusting you.
I'm sorry for even fighting with you.
I hope that even though you're gone for now,
you still know that I love you until
a rainbow burns the stars out of the sky.
Until the rivers cover mountain peaks up high.
Until the rain becomes the sun, and sun becomes the rain.
Until the gray becomes the white, and white becomes the gray.
I will always love you.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rex Lynn Warden 05 October 2020

It is very, very, very, visual. I felt like I was the girl in this poem.

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this p[poem i have read, i could feel your emotions, the sadness, the pain the regret, the everything. this poem i read is filled with freatness, a known whriter just waiting to be dseen and heerd. this poem somehow reminds me of my friends and of my own past relationship. it was an abusive one. she got hurt worse than i did though. and the guy i was wityh hurtr me bad. in evrey way. i can relate to this poem in some way. its so sad but yet so beautiuful.! well done!

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Jamal Brown

Jamal Brown

Lexigton, S.C.
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