Those God Forsaken Tears
Saturday, March 05, 2016
1:29 AM
One day in the Caribbean
On a soothing bus ride home
You weren't even gone yet and,
The thoughts condoned
I couldn't mask it.
I cried like a kid ...
That was your effect on me.
Though you have lived most selfishly ,
I couldn't be more grateful.
I've never done goodbyes well,
For Usually I get to say hello again,
But through the tears that began to swell,
I wont ever get the chance to amend.
Enduring so many misfortunes life has brought,
Like no dinner this night,
To sleeping on old robes on a broken wooden floor.
Every turn a bold black crossed stripe
And an unanswered knock on charity's door
Help turned to hostility,
You underestimated your own ability,
To be a good Mom.
If only you had tried.
Still I cannot bear the thought
Of seeing you in a casket
No more than I can stomach
My failed ideas , overflowing in a wastepaper baskets
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too Soon
PoetryInspired by Ashley Franco and her poem, 'A Life Taken Too Soon', this collection is dedicated to those in our lives that were taken from us 'too Soon'.