Where Are You Now

looking out a misty window

out at the passing rain

brings to mind those tears you cried

brings about those blackened eyes



i still remember the things you said

what they did to you, all they had did

i remember you wondering how it would stop

if you would have to go away



but most of all i remember the day

the day you left this place

you told me it was time, you had to go

i remember i begged you to stay

the tears are rolling as they did that day

i know you said dont cry

you told me it would be better this time

but to this day i dont know how?



how this was right..?



fair to you,

and right for the world

fair to you,

and takeable to me-where are you?,



where are you now?



where are you now?...



abuse comes in many colors

and they each gave you a rainbow

leading to their hearts of gold

yes, their hearts of stone



how was this right..?



fair to you,

and right for the world

fair to you,

and takeable to me-where are you?,



where are you now?



where are you now?...



i'm standing here where you were

its all empty and barren now

the walls are chipping, windows boarded

and i'm standing here in silence



somehow i

think i heard you whisper

maybe its just

an echo from the past



maybe,...

maybe it is..

maybe so,

but i thought i heard you say-where are you?,



where are you now?



where are you my friend, where have you gone?



is it my concience..?

did i not do enough..?

i'd do anything i could and more

to have the answer to what we're waiting for-where are you?



where are you now?



where are you, where are you now?

where have you gone?

where are you now?



but i know there will be no answer

for i have called out for you before

my only answer will be silence

and so i will be left here to cry on



but i really hope you're happy

where ever you are

and i hope i never did you wrong

it's gotten so hard to recall



it's all a blur

dusty and all

dusting off these walls

they're still just walls...



where are you now?

(i miss you...)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Dedicated to Jennifer, and also to Lillian. Where are you now?..

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Jairo Bonilla's picture

sometimes in my life ive wondered where people have gone. i look back and think to myself was there anything i couldve done to keep them with me or even around me. and the only thing i could come up with is that if they left its for a reason and we cant question it but we have to allow it to happen. to make us stronger and make room for that next person to come in our life. i love this poem.