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.
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Author:
Rosie904 (
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- 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.
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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.
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.
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
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.
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
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.
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.
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