Ok so this is a blast from the past. I wrote this (my first proper attempt at poetry) when i was 17 (20 years ago.........yikesssssssss)
Epitaph
When I die, upon my stone
These two words “still alone”
Carved upon for all to see
My epitaph they will be
For I can’t love now you’re gone
And I can’t change what is done
You’re with another, this is true
There’s nothing more I can do
I’ve tried and tried but its no use
Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose
Someday you’ll know how much I care
But I will be no longer there
I hope you have a peaceful life
Free from trouble, free from strife
I pray I won’t incur god’s wrath
When ‘still alone’ is my epitaph
©sonofdel
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