When a person dies so young, I have to ask why. I still miss you as each day passes by. When my brother told me how sick you were, he told me face to face. He didn't want to tell me over the telephone so he came to my place. Until he told me the bad news, I didn't know just how ill that you were. It was painful and heart breaking and your death was hard to endure. You didn't die on the operating table even though the surgeon thought you would. I was unhappy eight years ago today because I had to say goodbye to you for good. Because of an aneurysm, my brother and I had to take you off of the respirator. We did this to end your suffering and you died twenty-something hours later. You said if you were ever on a respirator, you wanted to be taken off if you couldn't make it. We did as you requested but your death was devastating and it was hard for me to take it. You were living proof that a person doesn't need a big education to be smart. Rest In Peace, Mom, you were a wonderful lady and you had a very big heart.
Dedicated to Agnes M. Johnson (1948-2013) who passed away 8 years ago today on March 6, 2013
this one goes out to all the moms that lost themselves that gave up hope or never had any at all all the moms that left their kids here all alone on this sick earth without a heart to lean on or half a mind to trust this is to all the moms that broke their sons heart or made a girl impossible to love this to our moms and to these moms i say
i loved you, you were my mother and i had to love you, because i was just a baby, and it isn't my fault that you never loved me back.
You need to be scared, scared that any slip up could be fatal. Not for you of course, for the ones you forget about. the ones you chose your self over. Like your step dad, when was the last time you said hi, while you were slipping out into the night. They will be gone and, You're not getting them back. You need to be scared. You need to think everyones going to die, because they will. You need to spend every moment giving love to others. Stop being selfish, you don't matter, you need to be scared.
you say my full name like you've been there my whole life yet you haven't. ever since i was little you haven't been there you were with some other man crashing my dads car hurting me and my father i was little maybe 3 i didn't know anything now i think about it all. no good memories i have are with you in them I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU you left me and let me get abused i had a horrible childhood because you couldn't put down your ******* **** you couldn't think about your own ******* kids. at age 12 you just show up like its nothing. you show up and speak to me like you've always been there but you HAVEN'T you missed 10 years of my ******* life 10. *******. years. and you act like its nothing. you gave me all your horrible mental issues you gave me your depression i got your disorders i only got the bad things everyone ******* hated me for every ******* problem i got from YOU YOU ARE WHATS WRONG WITH ME ITS ALWAYS YOU TRYING TO MAKE ME LIKE YOU BUT I DON'T WANT TO BE ANYTHING LIKE YOU
ash world wishes stacked high dishes gluttony's their missus
countless stolen oil barrels countless good men, turned feral their dreams and hopes made sterile off the poison of falsehood
how does she cope mother of one on her own without others, none bills need paying her pain needs staying where is her life has she become nothing more than mom?
older man with a near toothless mouth a troubled man, whose prospects he is without values, virtues, and beliefs he hates himself more minute, day, week when did he peak and out from in he's always been afraid to be genuine he's not himself he's never been i don't think he'll ever be in the end
neither will cause one is dead and the other dies a much slower death their lives amounted to be the selfless work they put in though i got to meet mom and dad i never knew them i hope there's a chance to meet once again
Hummingbirds can fly up to 65 miles per hour, faster than cheetahs can run. My momma says I can talk faster than that. She thinks my lips and tongue signed a deal with the devil to earn their speeds. She thinks I can say enough words to fill the empire state building and still have some left over just by telling her about my day at school. My momma thinks I can do anything. She tells me every day “Baby, you are going to be the biggest star this world has ever seen.” So I puff my chest and put on a smile, ready to face whatever the universe has to offer me. When I hold hands with her, my momma whispers softly to me. “Come closer, my dear.” She carefully lifts her hand, brings in to my ear, and pours her knowledge into my skull. Always giving, always pushing, always trying not to be forgotten. When my head swims with too many memories, a mix of mine and hers, she holds me softly. Lets me weep in her lap, collects my tears and molds them into pearls, strings them on a necklace and places it delicately around my neck. Always giving.
Dear mom and dad, colleges been a whirl. all nighters are common and I eat too much ramen but Ive kept off the freshman fifteen. My friends pierced my ears and dad I'll out drink you with beers. But frat boys can be quite mean. I took the car for a few trips outta state with my friends but I filled up the gas and didn't once crash. I have a tattoo I haven't shown you. I really miss my old bed. My friends got us a fish but that was a miss. Then I broke my finger but the pain didn't linger. I did get corona but after tacoma. I kissed a few boys and made too much noise, but I did get to dance in the rain. I showed my friend his first snow and watched my plant grow.
And although midterms made me cry, I got to watch the sky go from blue to pink with a friend