Old Friends

Old Friends ( Imitation of  Oh, Oh by William Hathaway)

Months of feeling the darkness,

the sinking black hole that won’t let go

I woke up today to the perfect rainy day.

Today I knew I would finally be fine;

I sat outside on the hammock, waiting

I lay there feeling the onslaught of water on my face.

breathing in the cleansing air,

inhaling the scent of the earth beginning new,

dawning new life.

I lay there patiently longing for him.

I enjoy the time I have to myself for the time being,

and then there opposite the yard I glimpse

he, who has been the center of all of my fantasies.

The black hooded figure makes his way towards me,

hand outstretched, I do the same.

He will take me from the pain. He will save me.

Finally answering my cry; Death has arrived.