Where do you go
When you’re not here?
Why do you cry,
Tell me your fear?
Can you not say it,
Speak it loud,
Face the demons
And once more
Be proud?

I want to walk
Where you fear to tread
I want to taste
Whatever’s your dread

Life is for living,
Not cowering somewhere
Step out from the dark,
Or is your sadness
Too much to bear

You are my friend,
We are one
Is it something
That I have done?

I had a dream,
It almost came true
But now it seems
I’m losing you

That is too much,
I want you back,
But if I can’t
We’ll make a pact:
What if we end it together my dear?
Take my hand I need you near
I need you to laugh and
I need you to say:
“let’s end it all,
Let’s go away.”

© 2013, Danny Kemp. All rights reserved.

Danny Kemp (14 Posts)

I am sixty-three years of age, married for the second time with two step-children and three grandchildren. My father died when I was sixteen but had probably summed me up completely by that time. He called me deceitful, and I'm not sorry that he did. I now use that characteristic to tell stories in both prose and, I hope. rhyme. My first novel was published in March 2012. The Desolate Garden is a spy murder mystery with more than a simple touch of romance. It has been likened to The 39 Steps and The Constant Gardener by reviewers and the film producer who's London based Company is converting my story into a film.

One Comment

  1. Anya Pham

    What a great sentiment! I concur!

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