Renee Ransom

Renee Ransom Mar 2013

How does it feel?
Watching someone you love,
slip away?

Sure,
they get treated,
but never really cured.

You watch them turn from
Fleshy and vibrant,
to sickly and pale.

They lose weight.
They lose hair.
They quite down.

They embrace the inevitable.
But not you.
You can't let go.
No matter how much they tell you
"It's gonna be alright."

You love them.
You don't want them to leave you.
But they're going to a better place.
Someplace where there is no pain.
Where there is no worry or tears.

And you'll see them again.
So dry up your tears.
And be happy that they don't have
to be in pain anymore.

They wouldn't want you to be upset.
They want you happy.
Remember them as they were before
they left.
Laughing and happy.
With a twinkle in their eyes.

And remember.
They're watching you.
And become more proud of you more and more
every day.

Renee Ransom Mar 2013

Home Sweet Home.

You smell the bacon cooking on the stove.
You hear your siblings bickering over the remote,
like they always do.
You hear dad in the garage working on his Plymouth
Reliant, with no floor in the passenger side
and a plastic back window.
Hes always working on that thing.
You hear the family pet Bennie chasing butterflies in
the backyard.
You see the tire swing in the big oak in the front yard.
You smile, feeling at home.
Feeling yourself being wrapped in warmth and love.
You walk to the front door
prepared to knock.
As you raise your hand,
you wake up.
The image fades to a yellow ceiling.
It felt so real.
But it hasn't been real for years.
They're all gone.
Forever.
You lay back down and hope your pillow muffles
your sobs.

Renee Ransom Mar 2013

Welcome Home! (His P.O.V)

She came.
She really came.
Look at her.
So beautiful.
So radiant!
And she's mine!
Hopefully forever.

Whats it like?
Like the ninth level of Hell.
Did I miss you?
My heart ached with longing for you.
Did I think about you?
You were the only thing I thought about.
Did you follow into my dreams?
I didn't sleep.
I was thinking about you.
I love you more than even then.
And that love grows stronger,
with each passing moment.

Now is the time.
I won't get off the floor.
I think you know what
this is.
Not earrings.

Her eyes go wide.
"Will you marry me?"
Yes it's a wedding ring.

She said yes.
She said yes.
THANK GOD SHE SAID YES!

Renee Ransom Mar 2013

Welcome Home! (Her P.O.V)

I can't believe it.
You're here, actually
here.
What's it like?
Being away for what seems
like an
Eternity?
Did you miss me?
Did you think about me
as often as I did
you?
Did I ever follow you into your
dreams?
Do you still love me like you
did before you left?

What are you doing?
Get off the floor!
What's that box doing in your
hand?
Is that what I think it is?
Earrings?
No?
A wedding ring?
Yes!
A MILLION TIMES!
Yes.

Renee Ransom Mar 2013

Death- I Mean, Date Night.

The anticipation leading up to this night.
Where you finally get to be with him.
You pamper.
You wax,
you highlight
every part of your body.
Doing your best to look amazing.
Dress to impress right?
Searching for the perfect outfit.
The perfect accssories to go with it.
And finally,
you are complete.
A spritz of perfume and one last
look in the mirror.
You wait.
Then, the noise you have been waiting for
all day happens.
You open the door,
and there he is.
In all his God-like
glory.
With that half smile you adore.
He takes your hand and leads you to his car...
And drives to the woods.
The doors lock.
You look at him.
He looks back.
In his eyes you see,
danger.
You see no sign of the playful glint that
you fell in love with.
He drives deeper.
Thousands of thoughts race you through your
mind.
Finally, he stops,
he goes to your door grabs you by the hair and
yanks you out.
Drags your thrashing body to a clearing.
You beg.
You plead
for him to spare you.
The man you fell in love with,
Who would've thought he is the one who ends it
for you?
He stops, grabs a rock by your bodies and
the one thing you think before it all goes black,
I Love You.
I Forgive You.
Close your eyes and embrace death.

Renee Ransom Mar 2013

My Ode To Bradley Miller

Stay away!
You've lost the right to touch me!
You betrayed my trust.
The one thing you know I don't
give it freely!

By doing what you did,
you destroyed something precious to me.
My ability to truely trust.

I will never be able to
really give myself to a man.
All because of you.

Because you couldn't keep
IT
in your pants.

Because I wasn't good enough for you?
Is that it?

Saying you loved me,
then "loving"
another girl.

Yep.

Because that's what love is.

You,
my over active *** fiend,
are nothing to me.

And I hope you get
EVERYTHING
you deserve.

Renee Ransom Mar 2013

Daddy's Little Girl

The Person Who Created You
The one loves you unconditionally
The man who you learned to love first

The one who protects you from the world.

He is king.
And you are his little princess

He spoils and pampers you.
Treats you to every comfort he can.

Turns into a raging bull to defend your honor.
Ready to defend his little treasure.

Because you are his heart.
His Little Girl.

I LOVE YOU DADDY!!!