*She would tuck me in.
He would roll me in the chilly sheets,
Soft kiss to the cheek.
Night so joyfully still.*
10 years pass.
Heaven took him.
May not be the same as when I was young,
Although I wish it was.
**5 am she comes home.
Not realizing mostly everyone,
is sound asleep.
Door slams closed,
As the fumes of alcohol travels through me.
A Pinot Grigio bottle or two,
The replacement.
Louder
and Louder she gets.
I choose not to speak,
Fearing her answer to any question I would have in thoughts.**
Vaguely remembering those nights I wasn't so alone.
Aug 11, 2011
Aug 11, 2011 at 3:50 PM UTC
*She would tuck me in.
He would roll me in the chilly sheets,
Soft kiss to the cheek.
Night so joyfully still.*
10 years pass.
Heaven took him.
May not be the same as when I was young,
Although I wish it was.
**5 am she comes home.
Not realizing mostly everyone,
is sound asleep.
Door slams closed,
As the fumes of alcohol travels through me.
A Pinot Grigio bottle or two,
The replacement.
Louder
and Louder she gets.
I choose not to speak,
Fearing her answer to any question I would have in thoughts.**
Vaguely remembering those nights I wasn't so alone.
