The Dock on the Lake

" For a picture prompt contest "

I feel so cold,

Like the world has turned it's back on me.

Everyone I love is gone,

But at least they died instantly.

 

I am thankful that they didn't feel pain,

But I hate that they left me alone.

My heart is torn and I am so weak,

There's so many things I'd take back if I'd known.

 

I see them everytime I close my eyes,

The tears always seep through my lids and down my face.

No more I love you's, no more goodbye's,

Not one more laugh or warm embrace.

 

No one to walk me down the isle.

No one to teach me how to cook.

No one to fall asleep on the couch with.

No one to hear read me a book.

 

I am more alone now than I have ever been,

There is no one to share the weight of my pain.

All I have left is an empty home with empty beds,

No more picture perfect family for me again.

 

Today is the day of their funeral,

As they lay still and silent in front of me.

I knew I wanted to be with them; not live without them,

So I would put an end to my pain and misery.

 

I walked through my backyard all the way to the end,

Across the wooden dock to the lake,

I reached the edge and looked down into the water as far as I could see,

To complete my mission I need take just one more step.

 

At that moment the clouds parted and sunshine hit me,

Almost warming me to my core.

I heard a whisper come out so clear and crisp,

Of a voice I yearned to hear once more.

 

"Stop sweetheart, please don't make this mistake,"

Is what the harmonious voice of my father said,

"For if you succeed in ending your life today,"

"The pieces we left with you will also be dead."

 

Tears filled my eyes and my heart swelled,

Because the voice I was longing to hear,

Persuaded me to stop and think,

Of what I was doing here.

 

I sat down on the dock and looked at the sky,

And thanked God for that moment of clairty.

As I sat there sobbing trying to think 'what next?'

I felt someone's arms embrace me.

 

An Angel's, perhaps that God has sent,

To comfort me in my time of need,

And as I turned to see who is was,

It was an Angel indeed.

 

Just to see her face this one last time,

Was the greatest gift someone could give,

And as I gazed into my mother's pleading eyes,

It was then I decided I would live.

 

I sat on that dock held in my mother's arms,

And for the first time I felt no pain.

She kissed my head softly and said, "I must go,"

"But we will be together again."

 

So that's the story of when I met my mother's soul,

Out there on the dock in the lake.

It changed my perspective on my beliefs,

And if Angels are real or fake.

 

Reviews

[Nancy Lee Shrader]

Congrats on your winning poem

[Ryan]

Suicide is never the answer ;_; but this was beautiful and painfully heart wrenching. You told a story with a poem, which is always very tricky. I really want to know how they died, but oh well. It's like the reason for Mona Lisa's smile, the world may never know...just another part of a beautiful work of art! :)

[Lauren Marie]

I loved this! Glad it could be in my contest. You truly told a great story here.
It made me want to cry and I wanted to know why everyone died.
And the ending was superb. I think Andrew's Wonderland said it perfectly, "God is always there for us" even in the pain.
This was a great write.
~Lauren

[Andrew'sWonderland]

Okay, this truly amazing!!! I love the message: God is always there for us; don't let go, don't give in, otherwise, you will let Satan win. I thoroughly enjoyed this piece!! Great write!!!