The last words you spoke were full of concern
over a friend that you did not approve
The last words I spoke were tumultuous and hurtful
They say you can prepare when you know what is coming
But you never really can
For years I watched my mom struggle
While I stayed silent
My words, they were eating me up inside
I remember that day as if it were yesterday
The friend who came to deliver the message
The man who would not let me leave class
I stood up and walked out
My head held high
I knew what was waiting when I arrived back at the house
I had a choice to stay home, because we knew what was coming
As a teenager my life was already in a whirl
I needed a sense of normalcy
While I waited for what was to come
15 years it has been since I have last seen our face
15 years I have lived with those words inside
I know you left with peace in your heart
15 years it took for that peace to enter mine
I'm linking this post to Shell's Pour Your Heart Out.
4 comments:
This is beautiful, though I am sorry you had reason to write it. Thank you for sharing a piece of your heart with us.
I'm so sorry. :(
This was beautifully written. All my hugs!
Stopping by from Shell's PYHO. This is a beautiful post. I'm sorry for loss and heartache.
Stopping by from Shells- I'm so sorry for your loss.
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