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 Sep 2013 jenuin
Shelby W
Cold
 Sep 2013 jenuin
Shelby W
when asked "what is cold?"
most respond with
ice
or the snow,
winter
or the fall wind
when it blows.

but the winter never compared to
how cold she felt inside,
trapped inside a prison
which was called
her mind.
 Sep 2013 jenuin
Shelby W
He blew a bubble,
it drifted away,
I could've watched that bubble
all day.

The bubble reminded me of you,
a spectrum of colors,
so beautiful and swirled,
pink
green
blue

It was beautiful,
a splash of color in my dull world,
a wonder filled joy
floating in front of my eyes

the unexplainable happiness
shattered into pieces
when the bubble popped,
so unexpected,
why'd it have to go?

So beautiful just like you,
it left without warning,
no final goodbye,
it just disappeared.

I hope one day I will be able to understand
why
but until then,
I'll just keep blowing bubbles
toward the sky
this is horrible, forgive me. I just wrote it in one sitting, I had to get some emotions out. RIP Daddy.
 Jul 2013 jenuin
Shelby W
silence
 Jul 2013 jenuin
Shelby W
i find the right key
and unlock the front door.
i am greeted by the silence
that was filled by you a few years before.

i sit on the edge of the sofa
the one you used to sleep on.
i close my eyes;
i see you there again.

coughing and painful cries
echo in my ears.
you reach for the machine
which once helps you breathe.

i open my eyes,
and you disappear.
the silence is depressing.

i wish you were still here.
 Jul 2013 jenuin
Shelby W
The Tree
 Jul 2013 jenuin
Shelby W
I knelt down
beside your grave
and wiped the dirt
and grass away
from your photo

I told you
all about
the boy I thought I loved
and how beautiful
Colorado was

I hugged your tombstone
and gave it a kiss,
I wiped off some more dirt
then went back to the truck
to get your gift

I bought you a Christmas tree,
one that would stay in the ground
a small one,
about a foot taller
than the ground

I decorated it
with ornaments
and string,
glitter and Christmas type things

I sung you a song
"this is not goodbye, this is until next time"
I gave your tombstone one last hug
and I swear I thought I felt you
Daddy.

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