"Yesterday Gone"

I bury my face deep within the palms of my hands

Filling them with tears...

Sometimes its not how or why things happened

The fact that they happened at all is bad enough...

Some memories are not simply just in our heads

Some you can remember so clearly

Because you can feel them physically ache within you with every waking breath...

Why is the reflection in the mirror-for some-never what they see?

And that its so easily forgotten that the courage and strength we need is already held within our hearts?

But when doubt and darkness take hold

Its a deep embrace not so quickly broken

Regret becomes the haunting ghost you cannot control

And existence can only be gained by living...

Making it the common understanding that you shouldn't have to kill yourself this much to live...

But as you cut the words, “I'm sorry” into your arm...

It spills out all the secrets of your life...

We who remain

Fall short on words, actions, or reasons...

And bare the hardest part

Anger...

Sadness...

Grief...

And forgiveness...

Leaving only tiny pieces of the larger things that use-to-be

And like all yesterdays gone

You where here with us...

Now, you are gone too.

© 2016