Not knowing, evil memories.A Poem by irishprincessstory/peom short does not ryhmetomorrow i will be turning 66 years old, how time flies, people say they do not want to grow oldbecause they will lose their looks you will lose alot more than your looks in your life. i begin to look through old photographs remanising about the old days, and then i cam acroosthe photo of a friend. Angela davis, my best friend and sister, we were twins but we looked nothing alike. I remember the conversations we use to have together, the jokes that only we would find funny. i thought we would remain close forever. but this dream was shattered the night angela was taken 52 years ago. we have never found my dear sister. I would do anything to have her back the night she went missing is frozen in time i will never know what she would have looked like through out her whole life. but i must say the worst part of her dissapearence is not knowing what happened to her not knowing if she suffered or did she die quick or did she even die my memories of my sister have been shattered by the unknown these are the evil memories i carry with me where ever i go
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3 Reviews Added on January 8, 2012 Last Updated on January 8, 2012 Authoririshprincesscatholic, IrelandAboutmy name is caitlin im fourteen im from ireland. i love reading and writing. i also really like learning langauges.i am on twitter facebook. i like horror movies i like the books angels in my hair, li.. more..Writing
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