This poem is not long enough to hold the pain I feel.
No words are eloquent enough to express my grief and sorrow.
But words are all I have.
I'm still shocked.
I'm still sad.
I'm still here.
Why is the sun still rising?
How can each second keep passing?
Why aren't you here?
tick. tick. tick.
I don't want it to, but every breath drags me further away from you.
You were supposed to live.
You were supposed to grow.
You weren't supposed to leave.
drop. drop. drop.
My tears won't bring you back.
But I can't seem to stop them from coming.
Just like I couldn't stop you from leaving.
thump. thump. thump.
My heart keeps beating—warm and loud and strong in my chest.
Yours is cold and quiet.
I guess you really are gone.
November 6, 2011: Michelle H. Collett
No words are eloquent enough to express my grief and sorrow.
But words are all I have.
I'm still shocked.
I'm still sad.
I'm still here.
Why is the sun still rising?
How can each second keep passing?
Why aren't you here?
tick. tick. tick.
I don't want it to, but every breath drags me further away from you.
You were supposed to live.
You were supposed to grow.
You weren't supposed to leave.
drop. drop. drop.
My tears won't bring you back.
But I can't seem to stop them from coming.
Just like I couldn't stop you from leaving.
thump. thump. thump.
My heart keeps beating—warm and loud and strong in my chest.
Yours is cold and quiet.
I guess you really are gone.
November 6, 2011: Michelle H. Collett
The beautiful baby section at Tabitha's cemetery.
Tabitha's gravesite is the one with the flowers lying on their side,
right next to the main statue.
Your words capture so eloquently how I felt when my nephew slipped away at the same age and same way your little niece Tabitha did. My thoughts are with you. I've been Praying for your family.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, Meems. Thanks for sharing. I might steal one of these for my blog...
ReplyDeleteThis was so beautiful and touching to read. My thoughts and prayers go out to you and your family.
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