Day 8
Annabella
I stayed home today
My mom comforted me
She told me "It's going to be okay"
I know this is a lie
Or this could be a guess
I've always hated that statement
But she was trying
So I stayed silent
My loudest cry
Going unheard
For she saw silence
As me listening to her
But I guess that's not
A bad thing
Everyone needs to be listened to
At times
Anyways
It got bad today
His sweatshirt...
I was going to wear it today
It says "Coach McCray"
On the back
It's a charcoal grey
When I threw it on
I immediately collapsed
The pain hit me hard
So hard
In my chest
The tears streamed down
Endlessly
All I could do
Was try to grasp
The breath
That was taunting me
In the oxygen
All around
I screamed then
But it came out
Like a wounded animals
Cries
My mother came in
She rocked me back
And fourth like a child
She says I have his eyes
His were a bright hazel
But when his dimmed
Mine became clouded
Now when I look
At my reflection
I see a gurgling brown
I wish they could be
Consumed by a deep blue
Then I would have
My moms eyes instead
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Opposites Attract
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