I Gave a Speech He Did Not Hear

It was the journey that started so well
There was nothing at all to provoke
My absence from him had also been long
And reason I hadn't to poke

And still yet I went along on my path
Allowing my thoughts to run free
An anger was stirred from deep within me
And a cloud passed over my glee

With sentence begun and stress there relieved
I kept going on and on
And then with my rants I assumed he was there
I talked like he wasn't gone

And there to his face I told him my mind
I could see him beside me cry
I told why things and what caused his fate
I assumed that he wanted to die

And there was the truth of what I did feel
Sincerely I wished he was there
Burdens unloaded and meanings be kept
Only if he had a care

-Keith Smithson-