Unheard Cries of the Ill

Rosie904

Illness takes the body,

doesn't have to take the heart. 

(Right?)

You came home

No tears, wasn't fallin apart

But I'm sorry

I was blind

You still scram at night

But out of my own freight I fled--

I didn't want to hear it

Didn't want to feel it.


I kept you away,

It was my little secret.

Maybe if I lied enough

Tumors wouldn't take you to your tomb.

Maybe if I prayed enough you wouldn't have to face

your doom. 

But see- it's no room for a little girl's wishes

You battled your demons, and I had mine too.

I was defeated

Time caught up with me

It wasn't worth it- not admittin.



You were leavin.

I should have know

But no- I was too busy pleadin'

I came to it

This was my apology,

Because-

I never sat beside you

Just inside of me

Selfish, yes, but you were the same.

I was here for your punches when you were mad .

And tell me daddy, when you cried, who held your

hand?

 

In the end you said I never gave a damn.

Listen- we thought we could surpass reality-

Went above our given duty-

Raised ourselfes high, as if we were that mighty.

We were on the same ship.

 

Yet you never really knew me.

Lookin in the mirror,

Whoa Who the girl lookin back at me.

I don't even know how you felt.

But you gone,

You went ahead.

  • Author: Rosie904 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 1st, 2016 05:25
  • Comment from author about the poem: My name is Asal, I'm 13. This poem is about my dad, who died because of cancer. I wrote the poem to let out some emotions. But the title- the title is almost irrelevant. Or is it? People diagnosed with illness (terminal specially) might get some what crazy. No blame here- they come face to face with their death. And its hard to family members. So be kind to these people. Don't let them get to you either. I know not all people react the same way so if you get something out of this, good. If you don't then I hope it was good reading material.
  • Category: Sad
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  • Jeff

    Death is an unfortunate reality we all must face...some deal with it in strength and faith...while other cant seem to accept the inevitable....never realizing the pain and heartache the family must endure even after said death. This is an excellent poem...very well done.

    • Rosie904

      Thank you! Very true, some face death with open arms. My grandmother she said "I had a good life" near her death. But I don't think my dad felt the same. He had lots of dreams to fallow up to and he was always stubborn.

    • BRIAN & ANGELA

      WELCOME HONEY ~ Thank you for a very personal first poem. I find it very sad but also helpful because I have faced painful death of loved ones (I'm 33) and will again. I trust you found writinf it cathartic ~ I found it helpful. Terminal illnes and its "symptoms" is hard to deal with and you are frank about this. This is your beloved Father and he is acting differntly. You held your daddy's hand but he seemed not to know you. I've read it again and now I'm crying ~ you were very brave and doubly brave for sharing sharing. I'm praying for you ~ BRIAN

      • Rosie904

        thank you Brian. I am sorry for your loss aswell. they are in heaven. And this poem, it was soothing. Though I took most lines from thoughts I already had, so it wasn't as emotional.

      • Adara

        Wow -- an incredibly powerful and moving poem! It brought tears to my eyes. I'm so sorry for your loss..I have dealt with loss as well, but not in the same way, nor have I had the same emotions. Xx

        • Rosie904

          Awh thanks.. I know, my father is a very rare person. Very stubborn. So it might not be a relatable poem. I'm glad you liked it though.

          • Adara

            Ah, well I meant that I can't relate to it because my experience was much different. My grandmother passed away unexpectedly and, so it was different in that respect -- we didn't know it was coming. Also, the relationship between my grandmother and myself was ..different. Close, but not too close I guess.

            • Rosie904

              I see, different situation. Every death is unique I guess. And sorry for your loss. I Dont really like saying that- they are in a better place than we. 😊

              • Adara

                That's true -- it's sad to lose them, yet comforting to know that they are in a better place 😊



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