I lose my brother
I lose my mom
Then I realize
I was alone all along
So I sit on my porch
Tears running down my face
Knowing my past
I can’t erase
Its more painful then a cut
Its even worse then fears
But I hear these voices
In my ears
Telling me
I’ll make it through
Their right beside me
But I don’t know what to do
I want to see them
Want to take them in my arms
So I wont be alone
And I wont be harmed
I know their there
But I cant see their faces
I want them to take me
To wonderful places
Where suffering isn’t an option
Where tears of pain wipe away
I want to spend my life
In that place every day
They're are spirits
In this world
Some are evil
And some are bold
Some come to tell us
That we are not alone
Some come to haunt us
And tear us to our bone
But I got lucky
Their my family and friends
I know their here with me
Even though their dead
I love you,
Mom
Brother
Dad
Sister
And I will never in my life forget the things ya’ll have done to me
In my heart you will remain for eternity.
Author notes
This is not a true story
But I know if it ever happens to me
I know they they will be with me. watching over me everyday.
A contest entry
- LISTENING TO THE DEAD by Three Doves.
1600 points, ended March 22, 2008, 12 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Once again, a great write!
I love it, Keep Writing,
and good luck in the contest!
Kaytie

