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by Megan Mc Aug 30, 2003 category : Sadness, depression / about death
It had been 9 hours, And still I sat motionless. Almost glued to that chair, Grasping that teddy. Too horrified to move, And too dazed to speak. But I knew my time would come, I had no other choice. Tears flowed unceasingly, Like they had for days. As I slowly picked myself up And headed for the door. I reached for the handle, And opened it carefully. I closed my eyes, Too fearfull of what awaited. Regaining what composure I had, My eyes peered open. And I found your face In the distance of the crowd. Lord give me strength! My heart cried out. As I dropped to my knees, Overcome with pain. I cautiously approached, My body shaking uncontrollably. I went for your hand, And prayed for comfort. But not today. It was unlike anyother. You were as cold as winter, With a heart of stone. Your unexplainable caress Crusified my heart, And the pestilent look on your face Slayed my soul. I could feel your pain, I could feel your sorrow. The depth of your troubles, And the selfishness of your actions. You just laid there! No answers, Not saying a word, Just a portrait of regret. I walked slowly away Still sobbing frantically. With the image of your disguise, Forever in my mind. In memory of my baby, Matty. I love you, and miss you more than you could ever imagine. Please comment and/or vote, I would love feedback!