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Don't Say
Don't say that he's at peace now
For it brings me no relief
Don't say it will get better
When I'm drowning in this grief
Don't tell me his suffering is over
As For me it's just begun
I know your words are kindness
But peace it gives me none
How dare the world just carry on
When you're no longer here
How could you go and leave us
I can't breathe without you near
How can my heart stop breaking
Without you keeping me strong
All I want is to hug you dad
But the wait is just too long
I need to see you one last time
Please let me hear your voice
I need to know you'll be around
But I know you had no choice
I need to tell you just once more
Exactly how I feel
I'll never get the chance again
I wish this wasn't real.
Amazingly beautiful, I can
Amazingly beautiful, I can see the emotion flowing into this
"Some people die at 25 but buried at 75" Benjamin Franklin
Thank you, it's the first
Thank you, it's the first time I've put pen to paper. My dad has recently passed away and I guess it's an outlet.
writing as an outlet
That could be a fairly good definition of a poet. Welcome to postpoems, THE outlet ~allets~