You were sick and tired and we all knew,
that God would soon come to take you.
You fought so hard, so very long,
but through the pain, you stayed strong.
We all knew there would come a day,
when God would come to carry you away.
It doesn't make it easier to say goodbye,
and I try so hard not to cry.
I can't help but feel defeated,
or even maybe a little cheated.
But how very selfish would I be,
to hope and pray you could stay with me.
So as you laid there tubes running to and fro,
I had to tell you "It's ok to go".
Say "Hi" to loved ones waiting on the other side.
I know some day; you'll be there when I take that ride.
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Depression And Hate Poems
PoetryThese are poems that I read and write. I made this book for Me and everyone who needs these. Depression- Severe despondency and dejection, typically felt over a period of time and accompanied by feelings of hopelessness and inadequacy. Hate- Inten...
