” Nearly Lost”

It was the worst of times,
Under dark grey skies, I could honestly say,
With a mortgage so far behind,
Almost impossible to pay,

Over there, way across town,
In a big factory made of bricks,
I lost my job of 18 years,
A Friday afternoon folded pink slip,

The only love that I had in my life,
Took her clothes and the baby then walked,
She never bothered to look back,
A stream of voicemails, refusal to talk,

With a bottle of vodka and a handful of pills,
I drowned my sorrows thruout that day,
Then it became instantly clear,
How to make all this pain go away,

On the way to the closet something got my eye,
While praying for a reason to stop,
But to no avail the closet door opened,
Slowly caressing my 9 millimeter glock,

On the empty, cold, vacant livingroom floor,
I pondered as I had a few more drinks,
About leaving my little infant all alone,
And what my mother would think,

I slowly pulled back the cold metal slide,
And stuck the cold barrel right up under my chin,
I then began to apologize,
About to commit the ultimate of sins,

As I started to squeeze the trigger I froze,

Seeing a warm soft soothing light,
From around the corner it had arose,

An loud yet soothing calm woman's voice,
She had began to speak to my soul,
” My son, why do you fear growing old?"

"Was it something that you saw?"

"Or was it something you were told?

"Life is something that YOU do not posess,"
 "It is a magical wonderful thing,
 To share with all the rest”,

"Dont toss it away,

 When you feel you need it no longer,"
"For all these hard trying times,
 Deep down will make you stronger,"

"And if you just hold your head high,

 Trust in this that I confidently say,"
"So many things will turn out to be great,
  In countless unbelievable ways”,

  And as fast as it came,
 It was then gone,
 A tear ran from my eye,
 Maybe she was right, and I wasnt seeing it clear,

 I then decided I will go on !!!
I threw down the gun,
And tossed open the shades,
And then felt a large yellow sun,

It seemed like just yesterday,
Forever more I live greatful indeed,
Thank you, to whomever she was,
Sincerely, from my family and me....

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lkline's picture

Your poems read very easily.

Your poems read very easily. They flow, like a song. Very powerful, great poem!