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Hey Regis

August 1, 2008
By Anonymous

Hey Regis, can I get a lifeline?
He was my soulmate by design.
Hey Regis, where's my lifeline?
So this is my final answer;
Hey Regis, what happened to my lifeline?
His life is over and gone
Stopped by the bang of a gun
Doctor, please, stop with your jargon
And I beg you, just tell me
Why can't I have my lifeline?
'Cause it's all my fault he's gone.
I should've tried harder to save him.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
'Cause it's all my fault that he's gone.
Am I sure this is my final answer?
Am I sure I want to live with this?
Though it may be my final answer...
I don't think I can live with it.
It'll drive me to insanity, but
I've got no other choice.
Hey Regis, this is my final answer.
This is my final answer.
Because it was all my fault.


The author's comments:
This poem actually started out as an assignment for my English class last year. We had to right a poem that used an extended metaphor about someone important to us dying. Truthfully, I hadn't had anyone important to me die that I could remember well, but I did have a dream where a friend of mine was shot in the head in front of my house. In my dream, I wasn't able to save him and therefore I blamed myself for his death. So, that is what I wrote about. It's not a true poem. My friend didn't really die, but I feel as though that is how I would feel if it did happen, or that someone else out there can relate to the feeling.

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