Friend

Under the covers I lay.
Sweat pooling, eyes sprayed crimson, tissues flooded,
throat parched and feeling forlorn in every way. 
My heart beat in chaos and beyond control,
and my mind in full dismay.
The last thing I expected to transpire today, did.
One of the last things I could ever imagine to occur, did.
My life is spinning, I am muddled and I can't make any of it stop.
Life, so often associated with time.
Time, so often ignored just the same way we treat life.
We often don't think about the fact that life goes on,
with or without the ones that we love.
Forgetting that where I may venture today,
may lead me directly to my grave.
As much as I try, I can't handle loss well;
I doubt anyone can.
However it pains me more, 
that I can't even remember the last time we spoke.
The last moment we shared.
The last place we stood,
The last time we laughed.
The last time, oh the last times.
Life, clinging to our backs, like a tattoo,
we know of its presence but often forget that it's there. 
I wish I could find more words to say,
something that would make you smile, and do you justice.
But as I said before and as I shall say again,
my mind is in full dismay.