This poem was written May 22nd 2009 in rememberance of my grandfather who died May 2nd. Since I can't move it, this is just a repost from my Life blog. Enjoy.
Broken
IĀ feel like I'm in a million places
Scattered across the wind
Nothing to say
With no where to go
My mind vanishes with all the faces
As the poison caresses my breath
As another day closer to cancer
Withers away to die
Tears unlike the falling rain
This well has run dry.
As the sky falls down around me
I lull myself to sleep,
With a false sense of security
These years have devoured me.
While I lay here in slumber
The days increase with numbers
Will I ever wake up to this life
That has forsaken me,
Trapped me in this nightmare,
And cut me like a knife?
Until then I will lay here broken
Shattered into a million pieces
Scattered over a million places
Left to wither away and die
Until he lifts me up
And tells me the reasons why.