With Me

by [[Get Ya Wicked On]]   Jun 2, 2007


The still of the night does no justice,
I see your beautiful face in the darkened sky.
I'm frozen in place with my eyes looking up,
Wondering what it feels like to fly.

My heart is in so many pieces,
And my tears have left so many stains.
I'm lost without you here,
Even mild thoughts of you leave me drained.

I feel myself slipping,
And spinning in a whirling mass of sorrow.
I thought back to previous Christmas days,
Ice skating and playing with you in the snow.

You always kept me close to you,
To make sure I never was alone.
Memories hit me hard and my throat feels dry,
When I remember that you'll never go back home.

What I wouldn't do to say goodbye to you,
To give you one long awaited embrace.
Do you know I love you,
And do you know our memories I could never erase?

You were swimming on your last day,
The sixteenth of December.
That dreadful feeling and my heart sinking,
When I was told you were in a coma-I remember.

You were beautiful and giving,
Caring as anyone I'd ever known.
And if I could just go back in time,
I'd just let you go home.

Could you see your sisters and your family,
And all your friends in disarray?
We were all attacked without warning,
Left blind-sighted with nothing to say.

I remember walking through the hospital doors,
Giving your father the biggest hug that I could manage.
Standing in the elevator listening to the lifeless beeps,
Then suddenly standing by Veronica and see her so damaged.

I blinked away the tears and vowed to stay strong,
No one else was crying so I held myself together.
But seeing you lying in your bed-lost to all the world,
It slapped me in the face that I'd again see you never.

Emotionless my eyes were blank when I stared into your face,
And I wondered what went through your mind.
I couldn't say anything but that I loved you and I always would,
And I promised that I would never allow myself to ever leave you behind.

You're still with me of this I know for sure,
I feel you in the breeze and I know you're walking beside me.
I hear your voice before I go to sleep,
And every time I look up your face is the only sight I see.

Copyright, Taylor Brown, 2007-06-01

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