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At-least you came back: JohnLock

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my life stopped when I became a soldier.
It started again when I met you.
you breathed life into me again .
but my breath got cut short;
when you where up on that rooftop.
my life all but dissipated when
you spoke of all those bloody lies up there.
all of those bloody damned lies…
when I saw your body limp on the cold concrete..
it was like my,- our world had just…
got crushed..

time stopped. It stopped ticking.
like the hands on Big Ben.
you stopped. You stopped breathing.
like you were holding your breath,
but to never breath again.
i stopped. I stopped living.
you put adventure and excitement,
into everything, every case we got,
every corpse we received and place we went,
But that all stopped.

For three years I waited for you. It felt like a thousand though,
For that one hopeful but impossible miracle to happen.
Dont…
Don't be dead Sherlock.

But I'm not dead John.

Yes you are, don't fool me!
i saw you jump from that building!
I saw your bloody body on that side walk!
so don't tell me you aren't dead..
Because it…
It would be a dream if you weren't.

But you aren't dreaming John, I'm here before your very eyes

Sherlock…

all those years… and here you are now.
Bloody hell…

you look thin, weak, your eyes barley hold the glimmer of smug knowledge and mischievousness that they once held…

come here John, Its ok..

NO! NO it's not OK!
where did you go?!
Why d-didn't you come back sooner?!
Don't act like-like its.. like its o-ok.
Because its not…

John i needed to do it for my only friends safety.
I did it for the people i most care about.
If i hadn't, you and them wouldn't be here today.
Like you said, friends protect people John.
I protected my friends because i care John.

Oh god Sherlock…

your warm embrace feels like home again.
all those memories flooding back,
I still wish you would have come back sooner.
But better late then never at all.

Don't EVER do that again. do you hear me Sherlock?
It felt like I was the one who was dying.
You ripped me up that day sherlock.
I hardly lived at all these past few years.
I gave you my heart, and you took it with you.
To the grave and back again.

But at least it came back.
along with the very person who took it in the first place.

These tears, they are angry, they are sad.
But most of all they are happy you are back.

If it weren't for that one little glimmer of hope that was left inside the deepest and darkest pit of my heart and soul, I probably never would have made it without you.

Now, heal up what you have broken.

S-Stop crying John…

But your crying t-too…

I'm crying because you are…

I'm crying because your here…

I was always here John.

Yes, yes you were sherlock.
its a sad yet happy free form poem about when sherlock comes back home to john. read at your own risk. it made me cry just writing it.
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