As The Door Closes Poem by Lyrael Myrna

So the door closed behind me and I knew
She wasn’t the same
And I felt so god damn guilty
That I wasn’t there
She used to be my life
Now she’s lifeless
I didn’t go to her when she needed me
I didn’t listen to her agony
Foolish games with strange men there
Fortified in her painful stare
And her dreams are slowly dying
And I didn’t mean to pry
I wanted to take care of her
I didn’t want her to die
Hell I remember being down
So down I couldn’t see an up
It was like chasing money tied on a string
Or talking through a paper cup
This tableau is my dear best friend
She lies as still as that
I remember how she’d do my hair
and how we’d sit and chat
No one clued onto that smile
So big and toothy and fair
That inside a person was hurting
And we weren’t even there
As the door closes
It stops behind me
Like I’m shutting out that pain
As the door closes
I know she will never be ‘her’ again