Poetry: The Truth Of My Heart And My Mind

Death Comes

Hey guys so this poem really tells how I'm feeling at the moment, I've been trying to stay strong and I'm somehow dealing with the loss of my grandparents but this week made me feel as if I was ran on by a truck. I went to the wrong class by accident, TWICE! My friend once asked me last week Am I alright? after I told her my favourite Polish acctress died and I begun talking about dead people. My friends question caught me by surprise. 

I don't know....... how to continue just going....... I miss my grandparents like hell.

Nothing ever will be the same,

the past has made me so tame,

back in July I woke up that morning,

only know I think I'm dreaming,

from the pain there's only screaming,

death wasn't meant to catch them so fast,

I felt like I was losing my religion,

the one song I sung is gone,

in my heart an emptiness,

the tears leave me so breathless,

now I wake up thinking it's all in haze,

the hit of reality kicks me down again,

I'm losing what I had before,

I smile but with my heart aching,

I cry everytime my heart is breaking,

in all my loss I keep shaking,

the worst comes,

the worst goes,

too soon I lost my biggest stars in the sky,

I'm a destruction in the making,

I don't want to be happy like before,

back then it was all fine,

I hear their voices in my head just chine,

every silence is a sign,

another bad thing has me quaking,

this time is one for a whine,

I walk like a zombie upon this earth,

what is this worth?,

then I think,

what is the reason for our birth,

death comes even when we're not looking