Cries Of The Past

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This poem I wrote to some one who I lost and that person meant a lot to me. If it helps you understand any more, we were in a car accident, the person with me died instantly while I slowly fell into a comma after a mental shock I had from the impact. Im fine now, though.

Submitted: February 16, 2009

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It happened all so fast
Heavy with sleep,
My eyes closed.

The next thing I remember
Was crawling out from the car
And seeing you laying there

Holding your head kissing you for the last time
The taste of blood on my lips
Your clothes torn apart
Perfumed with gas

It seems like it was yesterday
When the rain poured down
I can still hear your screams
As if it was happening all over again

Saturday, December 4th
That night would become a grave
That would crush my heart

Joy and laughter
Exchanged for grief and silence
Searching for so long to find you
And at the moment you were ripped from me.

Laying here on this empty shelf
Never to be read again
In these pages lies every memory of you

The wind blew your heart
Over my eyes
And I slept for days
Praying not to awake

But these dreams can only last so long
Facing the day
Looking through these tears

I'll always look back
And remember that night
As you lay there, still
With unmoving eyes...

Looking over that casket
Seeing your face
Times of past rushing
Touching your cold hand
Wishing it would touch me back

You looked so pretty laying there
Just like the first day we met
It feels so real
Like old times
But it's nothing, it's nothing

I can taste the stale air on my tongue
And death lights up the sky
Hope finds itself and ends
Stopping at my thoughts

Pictures of you help bring back the tears
Walking in the present
But living in the past

How much longer will I embrace sorrow?
From the moment you entered my life
My whole out look on love would change
You brought out a happiness
I didn't even know I had

And now you've gone
Leaving without a goodbye
That glass heart that rested in my chest
Has fallen and shattered
Here on Lord is the remains of a broken heart

For I have faith
You can give me joy
And life again
Death has fallen
But love covers me

Heaven is now home to my angel of love.

~Mery


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