Why did you have to walk out that door?
I hate awaking in the morning wishing you were here.
You would walk back through that door and everything would be okay again.
I would have no recolection of what happened.
You would have never walk out that door.
Leaving me alone to be consumed by the dark shadows.
I would not have this fear of abandonment that I have each and everyday.
This pain I carry around like a permanent accesory.
Leaving me in this cruel world to be battered by the darkness.
Why did you walk out that door?
I needed you then and still need you now.
Your memory fades with each passing day.
It makes me cry to realize that your never coming back.
I love and miss you with each passing day.
P.S.
I love you mom!
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