I sit crying

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Could you imagine a
Pain so deep down
Inside that it can
Not be summarized
In words you could
Only simply write.
A pain that touches
Your toes up to the
Top of the ceiling
You can't eat,
You can't sleep,
That is the pain
That I am feeling
But my mother
Raised a daughter that
Can stand on her own
But these different
Circumstances has got
Me feeling alone
All the doctors and
The nurses say you're
Dead and you're gone
But it still feels like
I could talk to you if
I picked up the phone
You can't fix a broken
Window you just
Replace the pane.
But there is no pain
Great enough to
Replace your face
With my eyes matted
Shut from the tears
That I slept on
I thank God for the
Pictures and your
Voice on my cell phone.
But please,
While you are awed in
The mist of the Lord
Don't forget all your
Friends and time
Spent on this world.
I will never have
A friend like you ever again.
My heart is a vault now,
I'm scared to let people in.
No matter how many
Oceans or rivers I cry
My heart will
Never let you go,
I'll never say good bye.
A lot of my hours are
Now spent in the place
Where you lay
As I sit crying,
wondering,
who would you be today.

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