a time for goodbye

im sorry i have been crying and writing it doesnt help

we all know

death

thats right i said it

i finally came out and said it

DEATH

the problem is

not the word

its what it means what it brings

i see people dying all around me

loved ones saying goodbye

i see funerals with tons of people

many crying many holding on

then i see my mother

she looks at me with sad blue eyes

i know she sees it to

i know she wants to hug me

never letting me go

i know she knows

that ill be leaving on day

and not like you think

i mean by death its self

we came through storms and sunshine

we watched sunsets and sunrise

we watched each other grow

seen each other get stronger

seen each other get weaker

we all know one day its over

but what if its sooner than we expect

i know i lived with the fear

all my life scared to face death

but i realize im never going to stop it

its going to come one day

and take me somewhere

where ever that is

i know this because

i been sick my whole life

i catch it so easily

i lived with it many years

but heres the thing

its time to say goodbye

is what makes it harder

when it is my turn

how will i say goodbye

how can i just leave everyone behind

how will they know im okay

how will i know they are okay

how will i say i love you one last time

how can i leave them like this

how can i say goodbye

and just walk away

how can i leave them

i see people do it all the time

but i know i cant

my mother

whos my hero

who saved me

many times

how can i leave her

DEATH

the thing im scared to realize

the time when ill have to say goodbye

the day ill leave

and go where ever it is

death how will i know

when its time to say goodbye

what if i leave before i say goodbye

what if i dont get a chance to say it

what if ill never have a chance to say i love you

what if i never get to say it

death

takes me before i have a chance

to say ill miss you

what if i die

leaving my mother wondering

what if i die and hurt her

there is a time for goodbye

isnt there

Author's Note

listen to what i have to say dont think it doesnt bother you to know when your last time or your last day is. yes i live for today only but theres not a day that goes by that i dont think of where im going to go where ill end up when ill say goodbye or even if ill have a chance to say it. i think we all wonder but are to scared to face the facts. when if not now can we ask are selfs when goodbye is the last thing to say. i never have said goodbye because i know that it means forever i dont think people think about that untill its to late i have learned the hard way that goodbye ends. if you say goodbye you end the chances of meeting agian or talking agian. you dont have to believe me or my words but let them touch your soul let you live one day with them in there then judge what i say.

Reviews

[sivan]

goodbyes are never easy nor do they need always to be spoken in order to be felt. there are times when goodbye is the last thing you can bring yourself to say but if the other person means enough to you and you to them, they will know what you say... even without words

[Coyote Poetry]

No goodbye is a good one. Even when we expect death. Leave a open wound for someone face and to hear their voice. A parent to lose a child is a permanent scar that can't be heal. In the end i believe we need to be kind and love the people who love us. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote

[~Dragon X]

And just before reading this I was watching "this is my story" by Ben Breedlove on youtube. :)

[Call_Me_Miss_Imperfect]

This is a very well written piece :)!