My Mother
poem by:
Jasmine Barker
Written
on Oct 09, 2013
I try to say it isn't real, Make it go away, Now i feel alone afraid, My minds going astray. I want it to be over, All the stress and pain, I want the sun in my mind, I'm sick of all this rain. I feel abandoned with her gone, It feels like i am dead, I really do feel inside out, Then i lay down my head. I dream that she is really here, Stroking all my hair, But i really know that this, Is more than i can bare. So as i open up my eyes, And lift my sleepy head, I know i have to face the fact, My mothers really dead. Earth to earth, Ashes to ashes, Dust to dust.
Tags: sad, rhyme, depressing, depressing, deep,
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greg woods commented:
a very real poem. We seek refuge in sleep and when we wake, it hits like a ton of bricks.
Roxanne Dubarry
commented:
I have also lost my own mother, June 4, 2007! Therefore, I understand your lose even though it sounds like, your lose is much more recent than mine!
