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Mar 2016
That day is almost here,
I can feel that your presence is near.
I don't think I'm over it yet,
Sometimes your memory can be like a cigarette.
It helps me when I need to calm down, but it's addicting and too much of it can **** me.
Living life without you is something I couldn't foresee.
     That day is here and now.
I will never forget you, that is my vow.
Everyone misses you.
Some of us are having trouble pulling through.
I wish I wasn't one of them,
But I think this is one thing I can never overcome.
I still remember that day.
I sat there as I watched everyone's eyes turn grey
From all the crying that was done.
The scene showed that you were our most beloved one.
I hate how I didn't get much time.
It was like a crime
The way God took you from me.
I guess this is just how it's supposed to be.
Caitlin Dewicki
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Caitlin Dewicki  22/F/Livonia, Michigan
(22/F/Livonia, Michigan)   
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