Picture (pt.7)

by Neme juste un jouet   May 23, 2007


Baby Eva is gone
she is in the adoption program
Your sister
and Mother
Have both joined Kale
Up at heaven
Or at least one has
And you are fighting
to go as well
Two more hours and you'll give it up
If you already haven't given up
"Goodbye Matt"
I whisper
Touching your cheek
My mother steps out in the hall
She doesn't want to see her little girl cry
As the one she
loves
Dies
Can't blame her, Can I?
"How does Alex sound
For our little girl?"
I whisper, smiling weakly and letting tears fall
They let us hold on as long as we could
but no longer can we afford
To pray You come back
Back to life
Back to me
Back to the baby...
Alex
Why did you have to leave us here
Alone
With nothing but Pictures on my wall?

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