Wednesday, July 7, 2010

In the room

I feel you in the room
Cloaked in all your pain and gloom
Trying to shout but your voice is mute and buried
Every day I see your face
Although you left us in this place
And we wrestle with regret and doubts and worry
Thinking we should’ve tried
To stall your last goodbye
No one knew how to shield you from yourself
I sit upon your grave
Miss the memories we made
And stare at your picture on my shelf
I wonder how it got so bad
You couldn’t see the love you had
Surrounding you in every single way
There’s a hole we’ll never heal
Some days it’s hard to feel
And I can’t believe it’s been a year today

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