wow. it's been...2 years since i really sat down and wrote a poem. it feels different. this is a first draft, and i will edit it as it comes to me.
rereading it now...i'm not sure who it's to, maybe, i'm writing to myself. i don't know.
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the day i die
i hope someone notices
an absence
the last leaf falling from that tall old tree
i hope someone cared enough to notice it
wave one last goodbye
is there to let me know
i did the only thing that matters
i made a difference
large or small, it's magnitude means
as much to me as the penny you never knew you lost
so long as somebody
somewhere
sometime
felt me
understood
needed me, if only for an instant
i will have lived
my greatest fear is disappearing like a pebble in a lake
they leave a ripple
too many never reaching a single soul
not felt or remembered the moment the ripple fades
and they sink to the bottom and become lost
identityless
forgotten
just one among many
and the ripples fade away
soon all traces disappear
into the mass that is life
and inevitably swallows all things
please,
i just pray my ripple reaches some shore
wahses across some child on the bank
rocks a fisherman's boat, even just a hair
don't let me disappear unnoticed into the depths
without touching someone
or swept away in the black of night like a shadow on the wall
for i don't know when my time comes
-nor who will come for me
will i be allowed my goodbyes
-or simply be snatched away
while all the world sleeps
just become another shadow on the wall
if i do become a shadow,
on the day i die
let me become a friend's shadow
to watch over
even in death then i would not be gone
because i don't want to leave this place
but to exist forever at least
in memory
a contribution no matter how small
to let the world know
i was here
i was somebody
i made a difference to somebody
sometime
somewhere
i will haved lived
and will not be forgotten
bc
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bc-
**Proud to be an Official member of the Stuck-Up/8-Up Crew**
"Fuck PLUR! it's all about hardcore ass fucking!!"
We'll make great pets...
rereading it now...i'm not sure who it's to, maybe, i'm writing to myself. i don't know.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
the day i die
i hope someone notices
an absence
the last leaf falling from that tall old tree
i hope someone cared enough to notice it
wave one last goodbye
is there to let me know
i did the only thing that matters
i made a difference
large or small, it's magnitude means
as much to me as the penny you never knew you lost
so long as somebody
somewhere
sometime
felt me
understood
needed me, if only for an instant
i will have lived
my greatest fear is disappearing like a pebble in a lake
they leave a ripple
too many never reaching a single soul
not felt or remembered the moment the ripple fades
and they sink to the bottom and become lost
identityless
forgotten
just one among many
and the ripples fade away
soon all traces disappear
into the mass that is life
and inevitably swallows all things
please,
i just pray my ripple reaches some shore
wahses across some child on the bank
rocks a fisherman's boat, even just a hair
don't let me disappear unnoticed into the depths
without touching someone
or swept away in the black of night like a shadow on the wall
for i don't know when my time comes
-nor who will come for me
will i be allowed my goodbyes
-or simply be snatched away
while all the world sleeps
just become another shadow on the wall
if i do become a shadow,
on the day i die
let me become a friend's shadow
to watch over
even in death then i would not be gone
because i don't want to leave this place
but to exist forever at least
in memory
a contribution no matter how small
to let the world know
i was here
i was somebody
i made a difference to somebody
sometime
somewhere
i will haved lived
and will not be forgotten
bc
------------------
bc-
**Proud to be an Official member of the Stuck-Up/8-Up Crew**
"Fuck PLUR! it's all about hardcore ass fucking!!"
We'll make great pets...
