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I love the holidays Family, Laughter, and Joy But sometimes you don’t see the Pain. I guess I wasn’t above that. The phone rings I hear nervous voices I guess they can’t hear me askin’ What is going on. Hanging up brings me relief And stress I guess I wasn’t above that I can’t even hear the words I don’t let it be real I might have lost a loved one I guess I wasn’t above that I has all changed like Slamming on a brake Making my mind go blank. I guess I wasn’t above that Now I am surrounded by tears Those around they can’t even hear, I am the silent one. I am all alone when I don’t need to be. I guess I wasn’t above that People voices things surround me, Why keep talking I just want peace. Why can’t you just leave me I don’t want to hear I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Over and over again. I guess I wasn’t above that. I know it is hard to mourn When you feel relief. Why is it so hard When you are filled with grief? I guess I wasn’t above that Restless nights are filled with Dreams Being left alone is a thing, I Fear most. I guess I wasn’t above that. I don’t know if I can let you leave. I won’t be able to keep you away from me. Visions of pain are too much for me to bear. I guess I wasn’t above that. I know that we all are broken in our own way, Broken Hearts, broken bodies, broken lives. We all have a mountain to climb. One step at a time. No one is above that.
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Feb 5, 2018
Feb 5, 2018 at 11:38 AM UTC
No One is Above That
I love the holidays Family, Laughter, and Joy But sometimes you don’t see the Pain. I guess I wasn’t above that. The phone rings I hear nervous voices I guess they can’t hear me askin’ What is going on. Hanging up brings me relief And stress I guess I wasn’t above that I can’t even hear the words I don’t let it be real I might have lost a loved one I guess I wasn’t above that I has all changed like Slamming on a brake Making my mind go blank. I guess I wasn’t above that Now I am surrounded by tears Those around they can’t even hear, I am the silent one. I am all alone when I don’t need to be. I guess I wasn’t above that People voices things surround me, Why keep talking I just want peace. Why can’t you just leave me I don’t want to hear I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Over and over again. I guess I wasn’t above that. I know it is hard to mourn When you feel relief. Why is it so hard When you are filled with grief? I guess I wasn’t above that Restless nights are filled with Dreams Being left alone is a thing, I Fear most. I guess I wasn’t above that. I don’t know if I can let you leave. I won’t be able to keep you away from me. Visions of pain are too much for me to bear. I guess I wasn’t above that. I know that we all are broken in our own way, Broken Hearts, broken bodies, broken lives. We all have a mountain to climb. One step at a time. No one is above that.
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Feb 5, 2018
Feb 5, 2018 at 11:38 AM UTC
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