Array ( [sid] => 65805 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Remembrance [time] => 2004-10-01 21:11:37 [hometext] => This is about the fear of not being remebered after you die, which is my biggest fear (except failure). I'm gonna make this up as I go along, so it may not make any sense lol. [bodytext] => These days are closing in, and I'm feeling like I'm already forgotten. If I could take one last swing, I would knock you across the table. Just to see you falling over me one last time...

What will happen when my head finally rests? Will my last memory be of a silk-lined pillow? Or will you instead recall the life I lived, the lives I touched? Will you be able to think of the times I made you laugh or helped you stop crying? What's going to happen when my eyes close for the last time?

These days are closing in, and I feel like you remember nothing. If only I could say one last word to you, I would never stop. Just to know that you were the last thing I saw.

When my days have ended, will you live on like nothing ever happened? Or will you mourn for my moving? Will you recall the way I lit up when I saw you, or the way I listened? Or the words I found to cheer you up? Or will I be remembered only for my failures? Or will I even be remembered at all? [comments] => 2 [counter] => 140 [topic] => 61 [informant] => andthefoolshallburn [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles ) Your Poetry Dot Com - The Remembrance


The Remembrance
Date: Friday, 1st October 2004 @ 09:11:37 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: andthefoolshallburn
These days are closing in, and I'm feeling like I'm already forgotten. If I could take one last swing, I would knock you across the table. Just to see you falling over me one last time...

What will happen when my head finally rests? Will my last memory be of a silk-lined pillow? Or will you instead recall the life I lived, the lives I touched? Will you be able to think of the times I made you laugh or helped you stop crying? What's going to happen when my eyes close for the last time?

These days are closing in, and I feel like you remember nothing. If only I could say one last word to you, I would never stop. Just to know that you were the last thing I saw.

When my days have ended, will you live on like nothing ever happened? Or will you mourn for my moving? Will you recall the way I lit up when I saw you, or the way I listened? Or the words I found to cheer you up? Or will I be remembered only for my failures? Or will I even be remembered at all?

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