Upon the park bench
A boy sits alone
[He hugs himself tight]
Heart on his sleeve
Tears fall from his eyes
Ocean sunset bathes him in warmth
A warmth that [cannot] be felt
Orange reflection trying in vain
To penetrate his cold gray sight
[See no affection]
He dares himself to forget
Wishes for it all to just
=Go away=
Maybe if he closes his eyes
The bruises will disappear
Orange turns to purple
Purple turns to blue
Twilit protection
Helps the boy decide what to do
[He can’t go back home]
And as the moon rises
While the rest of San Francisco slumbers
A stranger takes his hand
Tells him it’ll all be ok
Because he understands
Together they stand
High upon the Golden Gate
Hands clasped together
A silent sign that says
It will all be all right
Below a perfect copy of the sky
Twinkles at them
The moon’s double shines
And together
Hand in hand
They jump into the moon
Each with a person who finally…
-[Understands]-
Author notes
About two teenage boys who commit suicide together. The poem indicates that they both know what they're going through...however that doesn't mean in the sense that either of them actually KNOW what’s happened to the other. It basically shows the connection teenagers have with one another when finding a person that they can relate to in the sense that they're going through something that is hurting them and something that neither of them can control.
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Wow Tommy, I am speechless...brilliantly penned once again, this piece bought me to tears and gave a sense of hopelessness...
Cathy
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Thanks so much for your comment, Cathy. I really appreciate it. I dunno where this came from, i basically just had a lot on my mind at any rate. I was crying when I wrote this though, i know that much is certain. lol
Tommy
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I really liked this, perhaps because I found myself in this situation not to long ago.. Not the suicide part obviously... But I've been in many situations where you can just sit alone in a room, or I'll stumble upon someone leaning against the wall glaring at the world.. And you find that you connect instantly..
Whether it be a hand on your shoulder, or a hug.. From a complete stranger when you can't even stand those you know to touch you at all. It seems that.. It's more than you've ever understood before..
Nobody can explain it but..
This is really good piece..
Keep writing doll.
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Tommy.. I lub yuu =]
This is sad! I'm in sose and I'm trying not to think about yuu jumping off a bridge like you were yesterday!!
*hugs yuu*
*hugs*
Lub yuuu
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Ta. Gurlie....I lub ya more though.
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