poem...
what am I supposed to do?
what am I supposed to say?
when I hear her cry
I understand she's scared
and all alone
I am too
a life long soul mate
30 yrs together
gone in an instant
all that remains is an outline
what is it going to take to let go
to be at peace
nothing and everything all at the same time
that night will never be forgotten
watching him lay there
watching him die
how can I just watch
what am I supposed to do
what am I supposed to say
no words will ever be able to comfort her
no action, no prayer, nothing in this world
seeing his lifeless body lay on that cold table
grabbing his hand
never wanting to let go
the hope of seeing him open those beautiful eyes
squeezing my hand back
hearing him say my name one last time
being forced to leave him
seeing him for the last time
laying there like that
the hardest thing I've ever had to do
now to be the strong one
crying in front of her doesn't seem to be an option
letting her know I care without actually saying I do
keeping tabs on my little brother
and a job
managing my time
seeing my friends
juggling my schedule
is what my life consists of
keeping my feelings inside seems easier and easier as time goes by
for one day to explode and spread like a virus throughout my house
I need to talk
I need to explain
I need to let go
I need to be at peace
I need someone to be here with me
I need that certain someone
I need him now
I need him tomorrow and next week
a year from now and for the rest of my life
all I can do now is pray that it could be possible.
what am I supposed to say?
when I hear her cry
I understand she's scared
and all alone
I am too
a life long soul mate
30 yrs together
gone in an instant
all that remains is an outline
what is it going to take to let go
to be at peace
nothing and everything all at the same time
that night will never be forgotten
watching him lay there
watching him die
how can I just watch
what am I supposed to do
what am I supposed to say
no words will ever be able to comfort her
no action, no prayer, nothing in this world
seeing his lifeless body lay on that cold table
grabbing his hand
never wanting to let go
the hope of seeing him open those beautiful eyes
squeezing my hand back
hearing him say my name one last time
being forced to leave him
seeing him for the last time
laying there like that
the hardest thing I've ever had to do
now to be the strong one
crying in front of her doesn't seem to be an option
letting her know I care without actually saying I do
keeping tabs on my little brother
and a job
managing my time
seeing my friends
juggling my schedule
is what my life consists of
keeping my feelings inside seems easier and easier as time goes by
for one day to explode and spread like a virus throughout my house
I need to talk
I need to explain
I need to let go
I need to be at peace
I need someone to be here with me
I need that certain someone
I need him now
I need him tomorrow and next week
a year from now and for the rest of my life
all I can do now is pray that it could be possible.