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19h
It's hard to believe
That such a strong person
Is starting to deteriorate

They say that she's okay
She says that she's okay
Because it's too scary for her not to be

The short
Strong
Curly-haired
feminist
Who loves
And cares

She's my mother's mother

She can't stop existing
She can't leave
And the earth can't keep spinning if she does

It pains me
Hurts me
To think of her last breath

The person
Who once held me
Outside in backyard
And sang to the night sky with me

The person
Who raised my mother

The person
Who was once a little girl
With dreams and hopes

She can't leave...
She's in the hospital. I'm not ready to make a star for her yet. I'm not ready never to see her again.)

(This note was written by the hospital bed she might die on. I wonder how many dies on it before.)
Liana
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Liana  13/F/NJ/silently screaming
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