Last Embers
A Tuesday Poem
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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Comments (3)
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.