Grandma ...
I miss you... why? /
cause You left with God when He took You/
My only question is ''but how could you.... die?''
hope i'm heard when I say this/
Understand I'm not being selfish/
You have always been there like a light at all times for me... /
You helped to raise & to guide every member of your family/
Now You've become Love itself and Everything.../
You'll stay with me till I reach the end of me/
I look up at the stars n smile cause ur a shining Light/
Through the day ur still there, Even more in the night/
Body gone, but still caring-on soaring in eternal flight/
like you told me/
in the recording/
Of your life legacy/
Strength Courage Compassion & a smart mind/
Keep living on through our memory/
God has you but ur still with your family/
Goodbye

That's all I'm good at,
just pushing away.
You deserve none of what I give,
yet why do I give it all.
You can tell me it wasn't my fault,
tell me all you like,
I will always know it is,
and I will always know it was.
I hang my head in shame,
as I watch you fall apart.
I sit on the side lines,
wishing I was different,
that these weren't my ways.
Why do I do it,
why do I push away,
why cant I keep you close,
just like the rest?

Some people say they fell for someone,
either they jumped and fell,
or didn't see the end of the cliff.

For me it was a bit different.
I saw the edge of the cliff,
and I tried to stay away from it.

Then you somehow wandered by
and pulled me to the edge hypnotizing me.
and then right before we fell off, I tried to back away,

but you gave me a big push,
and down I went only regretting letting you lead me
once I hit the ground.

I miss* being the type of guy I was
I miss being WHO I was
I miss that happiness, that joyous emotion
I miss being happy-go-lucky with everything
I miss being an optimist
I miss the pain my cheeks felt from always smiling, always laughing
I miss being free, stress free and worry free
I miss being a kid
I miss having an excuse to be who I was
I miss waking up, feeling better the next morning
I miss my sense of humour
I miss how easy everything was
I miss making others happy

I miss**  *me. . .

as a child
i thought i was unstoppable

as a child
i told myself that i would always be proud

as a child
i said that no one could hurt me

as a child
i thought that i could tell anyone everything

as a child
i told myself that i would never care about the size of my body

as a child
i thought love was only powerful, not destructive

as a child
i said that i could never lie to myself

but as a human
i should have been prepared to know that i would let myself down

Dear Children,

You do not deserve to live in fear.

You do not deserve to lift your hands in surrender when you have done no wrong,
To hide in fright at the sight of the ones who claim authority,
To come home to your houses destroyed,
To have your playmates beaten before your very eyes,
To have mom and dad abused for beliefs they do not live by,
To have your neighbors shot for reasons you do not understand,
To struggle falling asleep when the sound of bombs and gunshots fill the airwaves,
To have military planes speed above you instead of kites,
To have your brothers and sisters hold you close as you tremble and sob,
To have danger and war as all you know.

But children, please remember that what you see and know isn't all there is to the world.

Somewhere out there, perhaps quite far for now, beautiful places await you
Where there is love in the arms that will welcome you,
Gentleness in the touch of strangers,
Parks to sit under blue skies and watch the clouds pass,
Homes where you will be safe and sound,
Quiet nights where you can sleep at ease, the stars watching over you,
And no more war and what you have known all your life.


For now, I only hope that the barren lands you walk on barefoot will begin to grow greener pastures,
I hope flowers grow amidst the rubble and destruction,
I hope the sounds of war will be softened with lullabies,
I hope you will soon be able to play street games and watch sun set,
I hope you will snuggle between your parents at night to sleep soundly,
I hope you will be able to fly kites and build dreams,
I hope you will never grow to become angry and miserable all your days,
I hope you will never feel at fault for things you have never done.

And I wish that you remain hopeful for the day you will be free to wander to better places, away from the turmoil you've come to know, the way you deserve to.