I sit here watching you struggle to do the mundane things society takes for granted
Watching you gain a step closer to death every day
The sickness winning
The sickness leeching your life away
Draining you of energy
I sit here watching visitors come in
One after another like ants bringing food to their queen, on and on
Watching their pitying glances
And the tear-filled gazes
Listening to your thought filled conversation
And the epiphanies
Hearing u talk about what you wished you did
As the sickness starts to take away your hope and happiness
And it starts to take your soul
Slowly dragging it away from your body
Knowing that you will leave behind so many incomplete pieces that make you, you
Like that missing piece out of your beloved puzzle that you spent years looking for
Or that lonely guitar you never learned to play
All those empty promises you made to yourself, immediately broken
And now I sit here watching your kids cry over your death, Mourning over their lost mother
Even if they knew it was coming, even if she knew it was coming,even if I knew it was coming
And now I sit here, regretting not coming more, regretting not saying goodbye...
A/N : this is dedicated to my grandmother who recently passed away....
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My Only Escape
ПоэзияThis is a collection of depressing poems. I hope you like it :) Im brand new on here so be sure to review and give me feed back. Depressing Poems for your depressing souls. !!Trigger Warning!! #
