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"Just up there". I say.
*I look up* I stay.
"I love you". I say.
"I'll see you soon". I say.
"Just wait for me up there, dad". I say.
My mom is my grandmother.
My dad is my grandfather.
I love them like I'm there daughter.
It's crazy when I have them as my adopter.
And I cry as if I'm like they're daughter.
They took me in when's didn't want me, my father.
They took me in when's didn't want me, my mother.
Neither of them took me like a daughter.
It hurt more than any wound cut farther.
Half brother's and sister's we're loved more like lovers.
I was left like a puppy in a box like a loner.
Just sad, lonely, scared and still the feeling grew stronger.
I can't do anything if no one wanna be a helper;
or even better yet a loving supporter.
And that way, loved by grandmother and grandfather.
Now, eight monthes ago he's dead, my grandfather.
Now, a year and 3 monthes ago, moved too Western Samoa,my grandmother.
One is in grave and the other is on an island afar.
Raised by them as if I'm they're daughter.
Happy was I and now sad am I, after all, we live only just lesser.
Cuz when it comes down to it all we live to die.
And just when we're about to die, we end up living right.
Don't know when the end is going to take a bite,
I'm ready to go where ever this track leads my life.
Anywhere but here, even if I see Dad up there, I wouldn't mind.
- by xX_THErainbowBATcat_Xx |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 08/22/2010 |
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- Title: Up there
- Artist: xX_THErainbowBATcat_Xx
- Description: These are my feelings on the inside out. Something I struggle every day. I wasn't able to say "Goodbye" to my dad. I didn't get that chance before he was gone. I'm struggling but I know I can make it through everything. His words are permanent on my heart like a scar. I'll keep his words, promise in fulfillment, and love to myself. His encouragement is all he left me besides his photo's. (^^.) {non-fiction} btw.
- Date: 08/22/2010
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- xX_THErainbowBATcat_Xx - 08/22/2010
- I'm actually fine, it happened a lil over a year and a half ago. This is old poem. What I was trying to say in this poem is that... Even before I die, I still have the hopes of what his last words meant to me. He doesn't want me to cry everyday thinking about him. He wants me to keep on hoping and too keep on moving forward.
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- xX_THErainbowBATcat_Xx - 08/22/2010
- That's the point of the poem. This is just a message and something I hope people would understand how I felt. I'm glad you understand but I'm sorry for you're lost as well.
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- MultiEmanem - 08/22/2010
- I used to feel that way when my cat Fluffy died. I didn`t believe in an afterlife. Until one day, I said to my mother, "I need to see if an afterlife is possible." It is, actually. Energy is life, and our souls. Energy enters us when we`re born, and leaves when we die. I feel really sorry for you. If you try hard enough (please don`t call me crazy) you can hear his words. Fluffy helped me through rough times after his death. I hope you aren`t too upset.
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