I worry about you every day,
Every night,
Every minute,
Every second,
Of my life.
And now that you're gone.
Part of me is missing.
You aren’t there to care for,
Or to sleep with,
Or to keep safe.
You aren’t there to cry for.
But am I happy that you are gone?
I could never be.
It may be less to worry about,
But now I worry,
Can I last without you.
Without the worry that held me together.
Without you that kept me on the ground.
You tied me there with you.
Not letting me fly too high.
Letting me stay level.
Not too crazy,
Not too sad,
But just perfect.
There with you,
Everything was perfect,
Because you were tied to me.
But now our rope is ripping.
Somehow you are slipping,
And you are flying to the heavens.
With the wings that were hidden.
Even though you knew it would happen someday.
They were always there,
For you to fly,
And lose that pain,
And feel level.
Like you kept me.
You are now level in the heavens.
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