Looking Back

Looking Back







Looking back it is not surprising

every day I am agonizing

as I should,

so don't you take that away from me.



Maybe if we had let up on the teasing,

the silly dares throughout the evening,

he would not have said,

“I can do it! Just you wait and see!”



But we kept up with the pressure.

He must have felt it beyond measure

and I wonder what was racing

through his mind?



Then the air was filled with screaming!

A snapping sound that sent us reeling!

I felt shivers running up and down my spine.



I felt horror more than mere words can define.

I knew that snapping sound was his bungee line.



Looking back it is not surprising

every day I am agonizing

as I should,

so don't you take that away from me.



Maybe if we had let up on the teasing,

the silly dares throughout the evening,

he would not have said,

“I can do it! Just you wait and see!”



The bridge was close.

We were not thinking.

We had all done a lot of drinking

and now he is gone

and I just want to die.



Every day is filled with sorrow.

I do not want to see tomorrow.

You say “forgive yourself”,

I ask you why should I?

If you were me would you hold

those words as high?



There is no way you can really identify.



Looking back it is not surprising.





--msl2023