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this is not what i wanted v.1

this is not what i wanted
this is not how i wanted to meet you
with one foot in the grave
hooked up to machines

this is not how i wanted to
meet your mother, her screaming and
crying in my face, asking me if i knew
if i knew you were like this

this is not how i wanted to
meet your father, my fist in his face
me breathing deeply as his thick accent
finally stopped shouting at you

this is not how i wanted to
meet your sister, the dark hue of her skin
almost blue with worry, her fingers tick tick
ticking with anxiety

i do not want to say goodbye
this is not how i should say goodbye
seeing your face for the first
but not the last time

you'll haunt me in my dreams
you'll haunt me in everything i see

a/n: this is a long poem, so i have to split it into more than 1 part. should i make it into a short story?? i think it would work nicely like that instead of having 5+ parts in this poetry book.