Farewells

The only thing that used to crack was the excitement and the possibilities that hung in the air

But that was long before the clouds came down

Before the hard rains fell

Before life stopped forgiving

Now I chip and scratch at every turn 

And keeping hold of everything is hard enough -

The thoughts inside my head and

The hearts of other people –

The arrogant way that yesterdays keep slipping

Through my fingers without one single kind farewell

And the cold, cold future that must be faced

Where only chaos and decay

Have gained the upper hand,

Why must the endings be so cruel?

bobby stevenson 2013