Theo Poem by Mila Bell

last night I saw you,
or I believe I did
You left, but still haunt me,
And I'm afraid what I will, or won't do
without you

last night you told me —
everything will be alright,
But how my thoughts will come and leave
If you all over my mind
How I'll live without knowing you're alright —
somewhere in this world, or inside of mine

Bruises on my knees are fresh
from running up that hill,
Waiting for you to come
but you never will

Tomb with name Tom, no one will know
Claimed to be there once, never appears again,
And paintings will fade out
will be painted over again,
by some artist
Who ruined your life
and your mind

He lives under rock, in his own world
In the magical place,
which will die the day he leaves this planet,
Infected by a ghost
but not the one he knows
he'll come back and meet his friend on the hill

'Oh Theo' — you said once,
'I won't wait for you there'
And when death followed me around
You saved me
Every time
Everywhere