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by Just Sierra Jul 19, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
The rain relentlessly patters Against the windowsill A stormy night, I can recall The pain that lies there still The thunder crashes and I’m afraid Of what is left to come Lightening flashes so bright And my nerves turn numb Oh, I do remember As I was scared then too Age had not effected The fear that flowed through I was nine or ten Hurt by the kids at school I wanted to tell my mom How they were being so cruel. The electricity flickered through the house And my hair stood on end My stomach was in knots I needed my best friend. I picked up the phone And dialed the numbers I knew well To hear my mother’s shaky voice Put me in an unbreakable spell. I stood frozen, quite in shock For just as she said, “Hello†A screeching sound of burning tires Finalized that road I know. They said it wasn’t my fault That the road was just slippery And the constant flashes of light and sound Put her out of her misery. What a way to die, I think It was only one phone call. I thought I needed her so much But now I have no one at all. These stormy nights won’t go away I see her face everywhere It haunts me, the guilt, I fear I need to wake up from this nightmare. Yet even I know this is no dream For the scars are still there. She loved me, and I loved her And now I can’t find her anywhere. So now, as I recall this I walk down the road at night Rain and wind thrash at my face But I feel no pang of fright. Headlights blind these eyes But I just want to get away Please let the rain stop now, I’m not going to be okay. My mom should know I’m sorry I just was looking for a friend. A storm came between us, perhaps But I know I see the end. A bright light approaches I stand firmly, reciting my apology There’s the squealing of the tires There’s no hope in missing me.