By SolApathy

Awkward in a place you once called home
Conflicted on whether to stay
You sit in the silence of nothing left to say
Can’t reach him anymore
Your tears fall silently upon the floor
Trying to find the courage to not walk out the door
Wishing only to reach a love lost once more
Knowing deep inside hope faded just as the setting sun
His thoughts were the bullets to his gun
Left alone with them, he had nowhere left to run
You walked out and heard the cocking of the gun
Last night he set his final sun


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Copyright 2023 SolApathy
Published on Monday, April 3, 2023.     Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

...Sometimes there is nothing left to do...He made his choice and so did you
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  • Decadence Black On Friday, April 7, 2023, Decadence Black (5)By person wrote:

    Your poem is a haunting reminder of the pain and suffering one goes through in times of heartache and loss. But as the saying goes, "after every storm comes a rainbow". Hold onto hope, have faith, and keep moving forward. Life is unpredictable, but it is full of endless possibilities and opportunities for growth and happiness. Remember that you are not alone, and with time, healing will come. Trust in your strength and the support of loved ones, and a new sun will rise, bringing with it the promise of a brighter tomorrow.

  • LIFEINVADER On Monday, April 3, 2023, LIFEINVADER (276)By person wrote:

    Hell is where the heart is. Cheers.

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