Erase the Walls

In their last hours

I was drawing on the walls

at Angie’s house.

In their last minutes,

they were turning

onto her street.

In their last seconds,

I was walking to their car;

Angie’s mom was walking with me.

 

I called out to them, but

when they didn’t say honeybun,

I squinted and saw white sheets on them.

I screamed and tried to run to them,

but Angie’s mom pulled me close,

stroking my hair, rocking me.

When I stopped screaming,

she told me mom and dad

have left all of us.

 

I cried, shook my head no,

and buried my head in my hands.

She pulled me in tighter.

I asked if I could turn back time,

if staying home would have saved them,

if God could give them back.

I prayed to God,

said I’d give God my dolls,

said I’d erase the walls.

 

Nothing happened.

Reviews

[Luisa König]

A very special piece of writing that totally made me emotional :)
Thank you for your special piece of writing and your submission
xx