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A Poem by Kayla

Tomorrow isn't something that I wanna do
because I still can't get over the pain from yesterday
this pain is so real
it hurts like a pile of burning words
this isn't something that I wanna feel
but I have to
because they're long gone
and they weren't something that I wanted to lose
but they had to go
and I'm left here alone
just to feel so low

Why is this pain getting the best of me? 
It's spreading through me like a deadly virus
and it won't go away; no I still feel the pain

I wanna get lost in the last time that I saw their faces

Too soon are they gone, and I'm not ready for this.
Only a couple of weeks have gone by
and when it comes to this I cannot lie;
I only got to see their deaths
and not their lives

But as I've looked into the sky,
and asked, "Lord, why?"
I think that I've finally realized
that this isn't only my pain to bare
and I've finally realized that they're gone because God needed them there.

Tomorrow is something that I definitely want to do.
I've learned something from the pain of yesterday
this joy is too real
It makes me smile like the sun on the ocean
and the glow of the newly green grass
this is something
that I really want to last.
I need to get over the past
and look up into Heaven
and realize that they're going to be there
forever and ever.

I feel it in my veins
that I'll see them again
I just have to wait
until He wants my life to end.

I wanna get lost in the thought of being up there.

Too late am I gone, but I'm ready to live
Only a couple of weeks have gone by
I laugh and I cry
I only got to see their deaths
and not their lives

But as I've looked into the sky,
and asked, "Lord, why?"
I think that I've finally realized
that this isn't only my pain to bare
and I think I've finally realized that they're only gone because God needed them there.

© 2012 Kayla


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Added on October 18, 2011
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Kayla
Kayla

Seattle, WA



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