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Angie Rourke Mar 2013
Echoes from the past
tear through my soul
to expose me to the
cruel world I live in.
     It's that time of year again...

Abandoned by many
caught up in their everyday lives.
While I scream from within.
Hold it together.
     It's that time of year again...

My front is quite solid.
I've done this before.
No one knows...
I'm doing good.
     It's that time of year again...

But the loyal one's, they stay.
They endore my agaony with me.
It pains me to know that I am hurting them
by showing my true colors.
     It's that time of year again....

Some tell me I'm strong.
Don't they realize this only weakens me?
Leaving me quivering in the darkness
alone and scared.
     It's that time of year again...

But then I think of you,
"Broken Wing" is playing in the background
Embarrassing me in public....
Calling to pick you up while you hide behind the store...
What!  You're not allowed to skateboard through Target?
Come get me Mom...

I miss you.
You would anger me so much.
But I would laugh when you weren't looking.
I long for that laughter now...

Thank you for the joy that you have given to me.
I will love you Always and Forever.
     Especially at this time of year....
Can I have a minute of your time one second if you may, I have something on my mind that I need to say.
If there's a problem with me I feel you should let me know, cause I don't want to be the reason you want to go.
It hurts to know am not what you wanted me to be, so if you don't mind let me do what's best for me.
I was there for you in every which way I can, even when you was wrong I tried my best to understand.
Whenever there's a problem you always want to go, that's the reason this love couldn't grow.
The love I had for you is deeper than words can explain, now I understand why yours wasn't the same.
I deal with it so long until I can't take no more, sorry but the pain my heart can no longer endore.
What we had we tried our best, I think it's about time we give it a rest.
Eleanor Houston Nov 2024
The days are growing close now, the final days of the year are now here.The wind is slowly blowing through the trees.she stands at the cliffs edge looking out into the world.The winds pick up and the clouds begin to cover the skies. As the sun starts to set.Tears running down our angels face her pain is being felt by all who walk sanctuary.her guardians are by her side, they are are secretly worried for their angel.They feel her power and her strength pushing out to the world,they see she has finally released all the pain she as carried on her shoulders and wings for so long she stops at the spot she always rests on while looking in on all the souls below. She sees the roses and clouds again. She sits upon them she calls to her guardians.my friends it is time.i have released the pain and anger I have held in for so long.i look out into the world and I see so much pain, deseat, dishonor.where as the way of how we was taught to be gone.i stand and protect so many. The pain I take and I endore is something not many can handle or cone back from.this is the time I sat with the one who raised me, one who taught me so much I needed to know.and yet I still find ways to keep going I am at a loss.i see no reason to keep being the angel of many.why should I keep giving the hope and strength to others, why should I keep showing them how to believe in their self's and each other. When all as lost that in me.take and go out and prepare for this storm, give the protection. And care to the lost and broken.my time of doing it is done. The guardians now hold that. I will always watch and protect the lost,i will always continue to be the one of Many.but it will be in different ways I am lost I have been wounded deeper then before my father is gone I don't know what to do.yet I say to the ones below who I always watch over and send into peaceful sleep away from the pain and scars.how can I do this for u when in this time I can't heal myself fully. We all list faith in each other we lost faith in our country.my story is going into a different chapter.remeber to always be their for the ones u love.because one day they maybe gone.then how can you say I'm sorry or I love you.stop fighting, stop tearing one another apart, jealousy and envey.stop tearing families apart. Be one again and not apart.the world is dieing and my strength is fading.how can I do my calling when I'm just as broken...

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