The Loss Of You - Poem by Roisin McNally
The night was silent like a sleeping bird
But came a hard heavy rain
I sit outside with you in my arms
As I'm soon overwhelmed in pain.
The arrow cuts deep through your heart
And your blood is dripping down slow
Like water tainted with ruby red wine
But as cold as the Winter snow.
Your heartrate slowed and your skin went cold
And you're fingers loosened around mine
Your breath was coming out low and shallow
Smelling sweetly of fresh Autumn thyme
Oh please, oh please, don't let it be so
Don't drift to an everlasting sleep
I know how much pain your in right now
I know that the cut is deep.
The wind still blowed, the rain hammered on
As thunder roamed in the sky
My heart tore in half in an aching rush
As you began to close you're eyes
'Don't go.' I whisper. 'Don't leave me here
Without you I will be lost
My love, my sweet, my light in the dark
I can't lose you at all costs.'
But he shakes his head and smiles a bit
His fingers tracing my cheek
'I'll always love you.' He whispers gently to me
But those are the last words he speaks.
It all went still, your smile went away
And like the rainfall I cried
I stare at you as you fell to rest
For in my arms you died.
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