It's midnight
I lie awake
Thinking
It's been
A whole year
And yet
Only a year
What is a year really?
365 days since unprecedented tragedy
Struck mom and me
Something we still can't get over
You were stolen from us
Without rhyme or reason
Fate? An accident
Those are just words
That will not fill the gaping hole
Your absence has left in our hearts, our souls
Maybe I'll never know why
At least not until we meet again
Perhaps with time, more and more time
I can think about you without
Tears free falling down my cheeks
I can visit your resting place
Without collapsing from the ache
Of the immeasurable pain
A whole year
I'm 38 now
But nothing in my life has changed
My missing you hasn't lessoned
I need you here, beside me
Not somewhere out of my reach
My grandfather
My father
My watcher
My friend
I miss you so much
Fire, the sharpest pain
A ton of bricks can't eclipse that
Nothing will ever bring you back
No matter how much I wish
Something could be changed
November 21st of last year
Time machine's don't exist
A whole year and more will pass
Before we are reunited again
I just hope that when it's my time
You'll be the first one I see
Holding your arms open
Waiting for me
YOU ARE READING
My Warrior Path (Book 6)
PoetryMy 6th poetry book starts September 10, 2018. After Walking Forward to the Beginning, it's now time to head towards the future and all of my goals and dreams; a warrior marching down her path as depicted on the cover. This book will also be edgier t...
