I was the light you had to vanquish
Just like your light once was
For I was too much like you
To ever earn your love
I’m sorry for what you went through
They were wrong to take your smile
But being haunted by your own monsters
Does NOT give you the right to be mine.
You became the monster under the bed. Never will I do to my children what you did to yours.
new ones will grow
in their place
this much I know
the strength to keep going
this year I have lacked
but a flower I am
like a flower I will; grow back
I wish I could still remember your smile
It pains me that I no longer know what you smelled like or what it was like to kiss your wrinkled cheek
I wish I had known that the last time I saw you would be the last
I wish I could see you once...or ten times more
If I did I would memorize everything about you
And I wouldn't be sitting here now-desperately trying to remember the colour of your eyes
Fearing the day when I can no longer hear your voice
I'm crying as I write this. More than a year has passed since you left us and I still miss you terribly, every single day. I love you so much.
You lingered, I think
When you were saying goodbye to me.
My grin grew wider for each hug and when you rested your head on my shoulder
My cheeks, they turned pink
When you walked away the world was again colder.
You're so much like our father
With the careless gaze you have
Your unempathetic, selfish ways
Your golden, bright blond hair.
Perhaps it is why you coloured it brown
So you'd look more like me instead
You must not have noticed yet, dear brother
I look so much like our dad.
You took the train out of town in the morning
Left your smell behind among the covers when you went
In the early evening I lie in bed
hugging the pillow on which you slept
Taking in your sweet, familiar scent
wrote this a while back but apparentely I forgot to post it
I had been wandering blindly in darkness, then you found me
You brought with you the sun and it has been shining through the clouds ever since
How am I now to cope with being alone in the dark, once more?
When in the light I was taught to see