the moment i learned

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
my father. i miss you. rip

Submitted: October 15, 2009

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So far away, already too late
I was thirteen years from birth, you were thirteen days from death.
The enemy you once thought you could defeat, t was who you lost in this battle of fate.
Like a gambler and his debt I am stuck to this idea of regret
We walk side by side day in and day out, he won't let me forget.
Head was full of anger, mind was full of hope
Blame and sorrow rose to the top and right before my eyes,
it all poured out in front of me.
A puddle.
A puddle shaping into anything and everything it's surroundings allow
The cracks, the dirt, the rocks are boundries put there by fate, the puddle's an invisable gate.
It forms into a blurry image, a reminder of how it all used to be.
It calms, the image settles and finally my reflection is clear, now I can see.

Thousands of words unsaid play over and over like a broken record stuck inside of my head.
What words must I say, how much must I pay, to get back what fate took away?
It's impossible to walk past this without getting wet.
I am left with a puddle obstructing the view of what my eyes should see and the path that
leads
me to being free.
What a beautiful day it would be, the day fate brings you to me.


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