My Cemetery

You keep me up at night

My heart still wants to fight

I should be counting sheep

Instead, I’m counting promises you didn’t keep

I should close my eyes

But I can’t shut off your lies

I play a lullaby

But all I hear is your voice

And I can’t seem to say goodbye

There’s something you don’t know

But it’s probably best though

That I keep this, not to show

This feeling that overflows

There is a day that people dread

When nobody wants to get off their bed

Before you came

I used to be the same

But you took away the blues

Suddenly I had something to lose

“Let’s meet regularly”

The words came out of you fondly

Every week, a new adventure

I enjoy this new tenure

The hours we spend together

Keep adding regardless of the weather

Chatting, shopping,

Walking through a cemetery

The days were never boring

Alas, soon after the ‘hi’

Came a fast ‘goodbye’

Wait, was there even a farewell?

You just disappeared like a rebel

Have I served my purpose?

Or was I just used?

How could you leave without remorse?

Now alone, I’m left

My thoughts making me deaf

Have I done something wrong?

Or was this the plan all along?

Just like me, you once were lonely

And now that you’re happy

I have to be at peace

Because I know at least

That I guided you through your darkness

I was the light in your abyss

I hope you enjoy your newfound happiness

© 2021 Benjamin Labajo

Comments

Benjamin Labajo (author) from New Jersey, USA on October 16, 2021:

Thank you for reading. I truly appreciate it.

Misbah Sheikh from The World of Rebels. on October 08, 2021:

I thoroughly enjoyed your poem. It’s sad when such goodbyes take place but I believe, this is all part of life’s journey.

Best wishes and Blessings to you!

BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on October 08, 2021:

Sometimes we are only a stepping stone in someone else's life.

Sad...enjoy each moment