I'll Do What I Always Do

I’ll do what I always do,

swallow my feelings

no matter how much it

pains me to do so.

 

I’ll do what I always do,

keep that day in the back

of my mind, for ever

even though it

hurts.

 

I’ll do what I always do,

when asked if I’m ok

nod and hold back

the gut wrenching tears

of that day.

 

I’ll say what I’ve always said,

I’ll tell them

that I’m fine

that I’ll be ok

that it doesn’t bother me.

 

I’ll do what I’ve done last year,

I’ll do this year,

on that day

I’ll be strong,

even though I’m weak

when I even think of it.

 

That day you left me.

That day you where never to return.

That dark day your

father called me

to say,

 

“I’m sorry for your loss.”

Author's Note

I'm a Junior in high school right now and ever since i hit high school some one i've known or in this case of this poem someone i was very very close to has died. My first boyfriend had a weak heart, and died. Then last school year was the hardest hit, he was my best friend and my boyfriend and someone that i loved very very much, and died. Then two days ago a family friend died from his cancer... This poem was inspired by a class assignment and my best friend dying. I was bothered by people for what felt like forever, but it was only two months. All i heard was an i'm so sorry or i'm sorry for your lose, or are you ok? in which i turned into a ball of tears, the same thing happens when i think about it to much.