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 May 2016
Rustle McBride
You didn't have to do it
it gets easier down the road
despair is but a signal
slow it down and ease your load

but you did it
I wish you wanted me to know
and now, as I walk on
I find it hard to even go

Don't give me excuses
Because of you I want to die?
I shake my head. No, I'll live
and I don't have to know why

I just know
I cannot die as yet
its one thing I cannot forget.
But the one thing that I wish I could
is the thought of you
and why you would.
 May 2016
Rustle McBride
With the door closed and the window shut
its hard to hear the razor cut
and when the signs are not foreseen
its hard to hear the silent scream
and if your hand had shut the door
then the pain hurts all the more.

A friend who was my sturdy crutch
who brought me home when I had too much
He gave me strength with a word and touch
How do I thank him? I owe him so much.

In his hour of need I did not hear
The silence of his inner fear.
So, I am the one who is to blame?
He called for me, but I never came.
And now that I have come to him,
his eyes of hope have faded dim.

I am solely hurt because I know
that this problem started long ago
and though the signs don't always show
My eyes were blind, my actions slow

So, I am alone, without my friend
But, that doesn't mean our friendship ends
I will talk, and he will hear,
and I always know that he'll be near.

My only wish is that you'd been given
as good a friend as I was Kevin.
Kevin Heaney
 May 2016
Rustle McBride
Perhaps that we are both but vines,
crawling cross the ground.
Searching for security.
Not knowing where it's found.

One day we find each other.
Our instincts are to twine.
I want you for your energy,
and you want me for mine.

Selfishly we use each other.
Still crawling as we grow.
Taking from each other,
no matter that we know.

How far can we get like this?
Never trying on our own.
Two vines can only get so high
if together they have grown.

We support, and we compete.
In the end, just one survives.
Now, I find it's from your shadow
that my nourishment derives.
Foe Kevin

— The End —