When you passed on
To the land of angels,
It felt like the part of me you
Nurtured right passed with you.
When you passed on,
The memories are both
A comfort and an unbearable,
Deep pain that will never go away.
You were my world and
My everything, all I loved;
You made me better, and
You loved me fiercely.
Now I can't stand
Being in the house anymore,
In a place so dull with absence
That once shone with life and laughter.
But I'll push on,
No matter how tough it gets
Because I know you would
Want me to push on.
So push on I will,
And keep your memory
Close to my heart, waiting for
When we can be together again.
Goodbye for now, Mama.
Please don't wait up for me,
But come back to the gates later,
When it's my turn to go home.
We can catch up and
You can show me around then,
And we'll laugh like we used to
And my smile will be wider than life.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry From A Broken Mind
DiversosThis is the fragmented crap spewing from an overly creative mind. My muddled past and pain will show through...the words I could never say out loud. I apologize if you ever don't like a poem, but it is a part of me and I don't try to make the comfor...
