I paced back and forth across the
wooden floor, it didn’t squeak like
it’s done before
Anxious, full of Xanax and alcohol
to calm my fear, not one creek
did I hear
As she lay in her bed dying that day,
I was a coward in the hallway
She wanted me by her bedside, I stood
out there drinking whiskey as tears filled
my eyes, feeling guilty, telling myself lies
She needed me in there, holding
her hand, kneeling by her bedside-
proclaiming “ I love you! when you go
a part of me will die”
I never went in,
Now a nagging question
driving me insane,
Was the Cancer or my Weakness-
her greatest pain...
Sep 10, 2019
Sep 10, 2019 at 9:54 PM UTC
I paced back and forth across the
wooden floor, it didn’t squeak like
it’s done before
Anxious, full of Xanax and alcohol
to calm my fear, not one creek
did I hear
As she lay in her bed dying that day,
I was a coward in the hallway
She wanted me by her bedside, I stood
out there drinking whiskey as tears filled
my eyes, feeling guilty, telling myself lies
She needed me in there, holding
her hand, kneeling by her bedside-
proclaiming “ I love you! when you go
a part of me will die”
I never went in,
Now a nagging question
driving me insane,
Was the Cancer or my Weakness-
her greatest pain...