I don't understand this. It hurt in the summer, it really was. But ever since the weather got colder and it started snowing again... it just got a lot harder.
I miss going to Colorado with you guys and I miss driving with you.
I wore your jacket today, it really needs to be washed though. I swear I can feel you when I wear this thing. It's like you're right next to me. It makes me feel so much better on these days.
I don't know what I would do if I lost you entirely forever. I need you with me.
But now you're up there fuckin with the devils angels and goddammit kid I can't wait to be your side kick again.
I miss you so much... you left way too soon.
You're one year gets closer everyday... I still think about joining you on February 5th. I think about it every day.
I'm still cutting. It gets rid of the evil.
I'm so sorry, I never meant to disappoint you. Ever.
The snow is so much colder without your arms around me. I miss you more than you can even understand baby. You weren't meant to leave so soon. We all still needed you. We needed you so much.
I still can't believe it's been 9 months now... 9 whole fucking months. That's insane to me. To know I've survived that long without you.
I really hope you got to meet your mom. I know that was important to you. I'm sure she loves you so much.
I've changed a lot since you left this world. I think you would like me a lot better now I think XD
You wouldn't believe some of the friends I've made here. You would love them.
I know that you're watching over me. I feel you all around me. Sometimes I wish that it was just more apparent. I know, I know. I can't ever be pleased :P
I just really hope that you're happy chillin in the sky, and I pray every night that you're still waitin' for me at the pearly gates because I promise I'll be there soon. Just keep waiting. Because now it's up to me to live for both of us.
I love you my little baby boy <3
Jayden "Bucket" Spencer 7/11/95-2/5/12 <3
We will always love you and you will always be in our hearts <3
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My Silenced Cries
PoetryThis isn't a story, its not a fairy tale, its nothing but what goes through my head and what makes me... me? There is no happy ending, just life's ups and downs. Ranting and venting, things I can't tell people face to face. These are the silenced cr...