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Apr 2014
Now
Before, you were here.
Before, you sang the "Eerie Canal Song"
Every time we were together.
Before, you always called me stretch
Which is ironic
Because I have never been tall.
Before, when you smiled at me
And I knew exactly what it meant.
Before, when I was sick
You always were there to take care of me.
Before, even when you snapped at me
I knew we would be joking around fifteen minute later.
Before, I wanted to keep your view of me
Immaculate and squeaky clean.
Before, even when I didn't know anything
I knew you would be there, cheering me on
Even when you were hundreds of miles away.
Before, I knew you would never leave.

That was then
This is now.
Now, you're gone.
And I don't know anything anymore.

Now, you're not around
Now, I feel so guilty because we're here
And you're somewhere drifting in some other atmosphere
That some people call Heaven.
Before, I used to believe that Heaven was somewhere
Way beyond the space we know
And that the streets were lined with gold
Because that's what I was told.
Now, I just don't know.

Now, we're living our lives on Earth
Now, we have this unquenchable pain
And some days, we don't know why.
Now, we wonder
If when you look down at us
You're proud.
Now, there's all this uncertainty
Since you're up there and we're over here
What would you say if you
Were alive and healthy
The way I remember you
The way you should be?

Now,
I'm broken.
Now,
Everything is different
And it's not for the better.
Jordan Frances
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Jordan Frances
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