This Silence Is Killing MeA Poem by Deborah Leah Krempa(this silence is breaking my heart)This silence is killing me It hurts that you don't love me But I thought that we were friends I don't understand what i did That was so wrong You said can't take the drama What drama are you talking about? I don't understand this at all I wouldn't do that to you I am not like that If it is the drama in my life That you were referring to Then perhaps I can understand I love my grandchildren So very much They are not a burden Not to me I need to have them in my life Three of them are in foster care They are special needs children One is autistic, two are failure to thrive They are beautiful I long for the day we may welcome them home I pray that day may come Yes, we are a package deal Sadly some people can't handle The excess baggage I love my family, first and foremost I cherish my time with them Anyway, other than this... I imagine when I became ill and nearly died Perhaps you couldn't handle that I know for certain I was on my death bed Somehow I survived I believe that faith and prayers From loved ones and friends helped pull me through Perhaps there is more here on earth for me to do Maybe even be friends with you Not only in your mind But in your life Somewhere there must be room In your heart To forgive me For loving you so very much It is my loss but yours also For we could make beautiful music together You and I Please talk to me again Be my friend Sincerely, Debileah © 2009 Deborah Leah Krempa |
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4 Reviews Added on October 13, 2009 Last Updated on October 13, 2009 AuthorDeborah Leah KrempaToledo, OHAboutI am grandmother,.. My children and my grandchildren I love them all so very much. They are my gifts from my creator, the blessings in this life. I simply adore poetry and the .. more..Writing
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