The unwrapped Gift

by tinkerbell   Jan 24, 2006


The night she died
i will always remember
a painfull time
in late December

Christmas just passed
and treated her well
but the one thing she wanted
she never did tell

gift after gift
unwrapping with hope
but what she demanded
was not enveloped

tears began falling
the family denied
mom and dad downstairs
while upstairs she cried

A knock on the door
last and unheard
mom waited for an answer
and screaming so ubusred

she left the door closed
as her little girl tried
to say as loud as she could
im going to die

but her mom never heard
she didnt know to listen
as the little girl wept
when she saw the knife glisten

the weapon of choice
lay still on the ground
right next to her body
where dead she be found

A little while after
dad knocked on the door
said \"honey time for dinner
we just got back from the store\"

when there was no reply
his heart skiped a beat
he prayed to his god
said dont take her from me

his hand in themple
as he unlatched the lock
the door opened itself
as he stood there in shock

as he rushed to her side
and held her tight
but her body was cold
and he knew he was right

he picked up a note
that layed in her hand
she started by saying
im sorry youll never understand

he unfolded the paper
and swallowed his fears
when he saw swmi
sealed with my tears

santa forgot me
he denied my one wish
when i sat on his lap
i asked him for this

i was unhappy
and wanted a box
that i could shed my tears in
and seal it with locks

so i could escape my pain
and put it away
until the next time it hurt
and use it that day

but each thing i opened
it was never found
i looked everywhere
it was a package not bound

i didnt know what to do
so i used a knife
and i pushed it so deep
that it took my life

i loved you guys deeply
more than words describe
but darkness took over
i was no longer alive

ill miss you all so much
and ill look down from up above
signed your only daughter
with all my love

he walked back downstairs
holding her goodbye
he looked up at God with tears
trembling thinking she was only 9

...she came and she went
we\'ll always remember
that cold icy night
in late December

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