My Many Losses
9 February, 2003
Author: KristyD.
He lay there on the floor,
and though I didn't see.
He died not for his brother,
he died to be with me.
For love is not forever,
and we could never part.
So he took his final breath,
and left there with my heart.
I tried to just go on,
and live life in his name.
But I couldn't live on knowing,
it would never be the same.
I prayed life would be short,
and though I just could not.
I longed to raise that bloody gun,
and take that one last shot.
Time it finally passed,
I moved on with the pain.
And when I finally found tomorrow,
death it came again.
First it took my cousin,
who always made me grin.
She taught me how to love,
and how to live with sin.
Then there was my friend,
who seldom cursed or lied.
And so I couldn't see,
why a guy so great should die.
Michael, I did love him,
and he was always there.
But when he needed me,
I could be found nowhere.
And so that day he died,
he lay down, and there he took his soul.
I only hope he knows,
that without him I'm not whole.
There were many more to follow,
but the pain, it still is new.
One day I will tell you,
what they meant to me too.
But now I feel like nothing,
I feel I shouldn't live.
When all these hearts were taken,
why must I still give?!
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Comments on this poem/writing:
Seizure (65.164.72.2) -- Monday, February 10 2003, 05:13 pm Yeah, I can relate to this one. I've lost so many friends that I cared about. It sucks, but maybe there's a heaven where we can all be reunited later... in an ideal world... that is... *cough* |
Kristy (12.96.223.165) -- Tuesday, February 11 2003, 10:20 pm Yea that's the way I feel. I still believe that no matter where they all are, someday we'll all be together and things will be just like they used to. I just can't figure out why I've lost so many people... I'm only 16 and I have been to 14 funerals in the past year n 8 months. The only thing that helps is that one happy thought in my mind that we'll all be together again. Thanx I'm glad you like it. |
Mark Spencer (205.188.209.77) -- Wednesday, February 12 2003, 11:27 am Kristy, people pass on when their tasks here on earth are done. While they're here they seek to discover the gifts or talents given them and then endeavor to put them to good use. The interesting thing about talents is that they can be used for either good or evil. As a poet you can lead the reader down any road you choose. You can lead them toward salvation or down the road to destruction. I am very sorry for your loss. It's never easy to lose someone you love. I grieve even more that you had to witness what you did. You are gifted beyond your years. Through you, those who are now departed can live on. Brought back to life by the creative writing of a very talented 16 year old girl named Kristy. Mark |
Kristy (12.96.223.164) -- Wednesday, February 12 2003, 10:14 pm Thank you so much Mark. Those were very touching words. I don't know what to say to that, that was very sweet and I appreciate it. I had considered to stop writing but the way that you put that made me realize the whole reason I started in the first place. I only started because I was having such a hard time dealin with the death of the people close to me. When this very special person in my life died I thought that would be the end of me as well. However, I started writing so that when I leave those that did not know them would have the words that I wrote down as a remembrance to them. Thanks for reminding me why I should continue to do so. :) |
ashley strawser (65.28.241.196) -- Tuesday, August 26 2003, 03:16 am that poem was amazing. it really touched me cause i do feel the same way you do. my boyfriend, brother, and good friend were all killed a year ago and i am and will forever be couping with their deaths. |
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