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Feb 2018
This love of ours
It has been broken and
shattered like glass,
By a natural part of life.
Although I wish to see you time
and time again I can’t.
I do not wish to be hurting but I am on the inside
like a little girl hurt from the death of her puppy!
I am screaming for you yet
nothing comes out not even a whisper.  
Like a hole in my heart that he put there.
I never got to say goodbye.
Before he took you away
in his hands of death.
I feel as if I am an Israelite on the day
of the crucifixion.  
Why did he take you away?
I am screaming for you yet nothing
comes out not even a whisper.
I think of you night and day.
I want to see you but I can’t.
Can you see me?
I cry myself to sleep,
every night at the thought
of you being gone.
I don’t cry in front of people
Because we are told to be strong for
those around us!
But the truth is I’m NOT.
I love you more than any words,
lyrics or even poems can say.
I hope to see you again someday.
But till then
I see you in the stars and in my dreams.
You aren’t here with me
but I will always Love You Grandma to
the Moon and back.
Written by
MacKinzi Atwell  15/F
(15/F)   
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