Gone
and I wish I could forget
To see your spark in my kids
slowly chips away my soul
Did you know?
Were you scared?
I heard you on the phone
I am the last one alive who heard your voice
What did you say?
What could I have said?
I don’t want to imagine you as an adult
it just reminds me that you never became you
Stolen, just like your sister
I want to hate for this
but it just turns to anger
Burning, unquenchable anger
Against who?
Me?
Him?
Her?
Them?
Unfocused and growing forever
Forever 10 at 24
Moving, endearing , relatable. I can feel the sadness, the longing , the loss and hope. Beautifully written.
Thank you. I usually just clam-up when feelings get too much but last night I had to get something out of my head.
Glad you were able to get it out of your head. We need it. We suffer more by keep everything inside. There are truly amazing people out there who relates and understands.