When I was just a little lad,
I played In fields of green,
Now I forget the time of day,
Or where I think I've been,
When I was young I loved all things,
Each day brought something new,
But now I tend to sit all day,
Just wondering what to do,
Life Is like a fleeting glimpse,
Blink and all Is gone,
I tried to grab life by the throat,
To be a part belong,
To take our life for granted,
Is not the thing to do,
You really have to get involved,
To find the Inner you,
When I was young I loved to dream,
My eyes I closed so tight,
Then I would drift so far away,
Deep Into the night,
So why can I remember this,
What happened long ago,
But cant remember yesterday,
I guess I'll never know,
My mother and my father,
Who meant so much to me,
Are now both up In heaven,
Their souls were both set free,
Why did they have to leave me,
They broke my heart In two,
At least they are together,
And one day I'll go to,
Today my heart Is yearning,
I live on borrowed time,
Where are the stairs to heaven,
The steps some day I'll climb,
It's not that I don't value life,
It's gave me so much joy,
So many things that I have done,
Both as a man and boy,
I have outlived my family,
There Is no one left but me,
I wish the lord In heaven,
Would come and set me free,
The life I had Is still so fresh,
Inside this brain of mine,
So why do I forget so much,
It gets much worse each time,
Oh let this hell be over,
This pain I cannot hide,
To hold the ones I love so dear,
Now on the other side,
Oh lord please come and take me,
Please end this life of pain,
So I can join my family,
And be with them again,
To live my life all over,
Well I couldn't ask for more,
To once again have mum and dad,
The way I had before,
The past Is now my future,
The place I want to be,
For me tomorrow never comes,
I live In history,
Dear god up in heaven,
Pray listen to my plea,
Release me from my hell on earth,
And let my soul go free.
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Beautiful
You sir, are a most talented author. This is a beautiful tale, You took me back and I watched you frolic on the fields, I cried tears about your Mum and Dad, I am sorry for your loss. This is a truly beautiful write. I am very touched

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Chrissy thank you for your wonderful comments,just to let you know,the poem was about a person whome I worked for as a Residential care worker,most of my Inspiration comes from real life,I have lost my mother,and too many friends over the years,this was a poem about dementia,and how painful it is for the family,I am glad it touched your heart though,thank you for taking the time to read it,very much appreciated,may your days be filled with happiness.
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