by lindsey jo Dec 3, 2005
category :
Sadness, depression /
about death
Woken in the middle of the night, having to leave my cousins in fright, going to grandparents house being told that my dad was in a car accident and was the only one that didn't make it, Family coming to comfort us everyone is crying, that whole day was a blur, Calling hours come and i go and see my dad laying there stiff as can be i was in such shock i began to cry i cryed so hard i could barely stand, Christmas wasn't the same he had left us 2 days before it, Now there is the funeral bag pipes playing everyone is crying, the priests begins to speak i walk up to the casket with my family place a rose on top, hes favorite song begins to play i wish he didn't go i wish he was here to stay, out in the cold snow beneath my feet i watch as my father is being buried 6 ft deep. |