Unintelligible Susurration


Vic Saved Me


Once I knew
A young boy
Of only sixteen
by the name of Vic

His hair was
The color of a
Thousand steaming cups
Of coffee
During the one hundred
Endless, sleepless
Nights

His smile was as gleaming
and pearly white as
the pearls around my neck

But most of all
he expressed
such immense selflessness
that even I wished
to have obtained
during our times together

'Maybe I should
Let it overtake me.
Maybe I should
Silently cry for help.'

That was all I thought
while I prepared to die.

Suddenly in he comes
As swiftly and unaware
Of the danger
He was to be put in

He saved me
From harm
When I was
Bound to be hurt

For that
I thank him
In countless ways
But my thankfulness
Cannot reimburse
How Vic lost his life
for me

Submitted: Monday, June 17, 2013
Edited: Monday, July 29, 2013

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