My Final Prayer

by Marsha Robertson   Jun 17, 2006


Getting close to someone and they either hurt me, die on me or walk out of my life is one of my most deepest and darkest fears.
Over the years I've been hurt so many times and cried so many tears.
But then one day I ran out of tears and broke down on my knees
begging god please...
For someone to withdrawal all the hurt and pain from which has been buried deep with inside.
I'm just dying to know, how you my dad could have died.
From then on I've been living life with the unanswered question still racing through my head of why...
You just left me without saying good-bye.
I've been hurting for so long
The only thing I ask is for someone to explain to me what I did wrong.
If I was on my death bed with a dying wish it would be...
To find out the reason why you left me.
And if I could have one last final prayer it would be that my dad knows that he is loved and that his gracious attitude will be carried down through me.
My final prayer will now be ended and enclosed in it will be my final teardrop that I will Cry.
I hope you get this because this is my way of saying goodbye.

R.I.P. dedicated to my father who passed away in a car accident when I was 2 years old. I just wanted to say I love him and miss him so much. I wish I had the chance to know him

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