A Friend’s Gift

I’m waiting for a friend of mine,

I already gave him a sign,

To be here with me and dine.

–

I wonder why he’s taking too long,

Maybe while waiting I should sing a song,

And then he’ll come along.

–

Maybe he just couldn’t read between the lines?

Or maybe I should send more signs?

What if he knew but just declines?

–

Well I’m used to this,

If I reminisce,

I’m always getting dismiss.

–

But still I wait for him,

Even if the chance is slim,

He’ll come as my sight becomes dim.

–

I know in any moment he’ll be here,

Because I could feel the end is drawing near,

I smile as I shed a drop of tear.

–

“It’s been a while my friend!

I know you’ll come in the end.”

I said as my hands to him extend.

–

“You’ve gone through a lot”

He utter as he squat,

“That’s been a hard battle you fought.”

–

I smiled,

Then I cried,

“I tried, I really tried”

–

“I know,

We knew long ago,

But do you really want to go?”

–

I’m tired,

In this life I retired,

And that’s what I desired.

–

I feel like he felt what my heart demands,

With that he extend his hands,

For the first time I found someone who understands.

–

Now the pain is hard to bear,

And I’m gasping for air,

I know what I’m going through he’s fully aware.

–

“Thanks for coming my friend,

Thanks for being here until the end.”

He smiled as my blooded wrist he tries to mend.

–

“I’ll come and get you again,

But please in hurting yourself try to abstain,

Because life has rainbow after the rain.

–

And this is my gift as your friend,

Live your life without pretend,

Hurdles are always there so try to blend.

–

I’m happier if you live your life,

By overcoming those strife,

Without hurting yourself with a knife.

–

Another chance of living I bestow,

As a punishment for always making me come and go,

I’m your friend but I’m busy also.”

–

He jokes as he goes and leave,

Should I laugh or grieve?

But still I thank him for another chance I receive.

–

The wound made by a blade,

Is now starting to fade,

But the pain in my heart stayed.

–

There’s this feeling,

That I’m not worth saving,

For I might end up losing.

–

But still thanks my friend for the quest,

Quest of living life as its best,

I’ll try to overcome hurdles as you suggest.

–

Promise I’ll try living,

Even though I feel like dying,

I know you’re busy but thanks for coming.

 

---

 

 

Photo Credit: http://thedratex.deviantart.com/art/The-Grim-Reaper-102176937