Do I do the last of you justice?
Or have I swept away the embers
That burned on your deathbed,
Replaced them with something
You would deem abhorrent?
.
Some days I wonder if you ever
Meant to leave me these embers.
I am sure that this was just a casualty
Of your last breath approaching
Too rapidly for you to lay out plans.
.
Loyalty put me at your side at the end,
But it was a betrayal to you that I
Had to be the one to cradle your dream.
Maybe I should have apologized
For the world on your deathbed.
.
What will your ghost think of me?
Of the way I stand near your legacy
With a large glass of cool water,
Wondering if it's worth killing the fire
To change the legacy you leave?
.
I am familiar with the hatred of you.
It haunts me then as its own ghost,
A quiet voice hissing in my thoughts.
I wonder, I wonder, I wonder...
Would the water quiet that fire too?
About the Creator
Silver Daux
Shadowed souls, cursed magic, poetry that tangles itself in your soul and yanks out the ugly darkness from within. Maybe there's something broken in me, but it's in you too.
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Great insight.
I LOVE the image of cool water vs fire/legacy. It's casual in verbage with a deep underlying intensity! Love it!!!
Congrats on top story!! I think perhaps you’ve touched the place where we can hold dichotomous truths simultaneously. It’s a gift and a curse sometimes
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My mind flew right to people close to me dying who don't deserve my presence when alive yet I have this reoccurring notion that in their final days some expectations are thrown my way. I say emotions well captured, well penned as always and congrats on your T.S.!
Beautiful poem!❤️❤️🙏
Beautiful
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Congratulations!♥️🙏
Strong voice. Strong wording.
Woo. Congrats on Top Story.
This felt like something so heavy to carry with us all the time. Loved it!
This is art. With heart. I am not sure what inspired this but my god, you just have poetic mastery flowing from your being. Another favourite now. Also, your profile description is fucking awesome.