Poems from Elle's perspective

But you promised...

Never have I wanted so much to die.
A heartbreaking echo from years past
whispered in my memories, of a time
the sea tempted you to wade in until
your troubles were swept away, and
you never came back.

I was trapped.
An inherently selfish act to pass on
the grief, the guilt, the heartache;
you'll never be convinced we don't care,
because that's a lie too far, even for
this deceitful illness.

I always remember promising you
and I hope you never forget. Because
I'd give anything to have that chance to
tell you that there's still hope. Still love.
Still value. Still a reason to carry on.


Free verse. Written 2 August 2018.

Inspired by heyxie