A poem-- Leave comments what you think about it
The whisper in the wind of the dying
The whisper in the wind
The voice that repeats in my mind
The love you have had for me
Leaves the scars in my heart
My voice don't make a single
Sound when I cry for my
Old best friend
The Mother that once
Was a shadow when I walked
Now she has turned the lights off
Take a look around
Will I wonder for a life time
Its been three weeks
Not a single whisper in the wind
Not a single wing for desire to
Wanting to know who I am anymore
The days has came and gone
I cant image what else could go wrong
Sometimes I would like to hide
Anyway and lock the doors
A single battle I have lost again
Tomorrow is another day
That came and gone
Still not one whisper in the wind
Another drop has fallen of pain
I might not be happy anymore
But tomorrow is another day
For yet not another whisper in the wind
I will let it get me down
I will cry for my pain
Yet another day has came and gone
My pain is still here
To be kept within me
Take the rain
Let it pour like my tears
Let the wind breeze them off
Of my face and the blood
That bleeds from my heart
The pain you have caused
Is just like you wanting
Pills and beer all the time
Yet another day is gone again
Yet another tear has fallen
Still my heart bleeds from all this
The ill you must have
The help you say you are getting
Yet you have a phone
Yet still no whisper in the wind
Where the shadows from the
Lights that have scared in my heart
Are still looking for the Mother
Who brought me in this world
And left me to be alone
A cold hearted way
Yet I left to wonder
If she is crying from the
Same hurt
Yet she knows where her little sweetie is
Yet her sweetie don't know anything
You can have a lot of fun with the drugs
You have chosen
Now why am I paying for your choices
Scared, wondering, wishing, dreaming, crying
Left with all the mixed feelings
I never asked why this illness has
Overcome this family
I didn't want to know the truth
But I was the one that caused it
I wish I didn't know what I knew
Then and now in the future or in the past
It wasn't my fault
I tired, I have cried
His game
Caused shame within you
Which caused blame within me
Which was lame to Daddy
Which lead me here today
To listen to the whispers in the wind
To look forward the day that will
Come and be gone without
My Mother who is lost within the wind
It has been awhile sense I heard from my Mom. You would never think it would happen to you. Your Mother leaving you and not knowing where she is. They say she is getting help. But not one single phone has rang to ask me if I am okay. To say I love you. They say I am better without her. No I am not. She is my Mother my one and only. I almost lost. But now I cant even find her. Will it end up like my real dad and my other brothers and sisters. Three weeks is a long time to not hear from your Mother who was in you life every day. I am taken that my real dad isn't in my life and my brothers and sisters. But my Mother I cant and never will. It feels as if she did die that day I last seen her in ICU in the hospital. Which is sad because right now I have to live off that last memory of my Mom laying in the hospital bed because she wanted to end her life. Last picture of her in the bed. Not a smile. And the last words get out of the room. It kills it wasn't I love you. It kills so much that I don't know a thing anymore. It kills I have to wake up not knowing if that phone will ring and it be her on the other end. I wish I could look forward to a call. I wish I knew if she was going to call or not. Wish never come true.
The whisper in the wind
The voice that repeats in my mind
The love you have had for me
Leaves the scars in my heart
My voice don't make a single
Sound when I cry for my
Old best friend
The Mother that once
Was a shadow when I walked
Now she has turned the lights off
Take a look around
Will I wonder for a life time
Its been three weeks
Not a single whisper in the wind
Not a single wing for desire to
Wanting to know who I am anymore
The days has came and gone
I cant image what else could go wrong
Sometimes I would like to hide
Anyway and lock the doors
A single battle I have lost again
Tomorrow is another day
That came and gone
Still not one whisper in the wind
Another drop has fallen of pain
I might not be happy anymore
But tomorrow is another day
For yet not another whisper in the wind
I will let it get me down
I will cry for my pain
Yet another day has came and gone
My pain is still here
To be kept within me
Take the rain
Let it pour like my tears
Let the wind breeze them off
Of my face and the blood
That bleeds from my heart
The pain you have caused
Is just like you wanting
Pills and beer all the time
Yet another day is gone again
Yet another tear has fallen
Still my heart bleeds from all this
The ill you must have
The help you say you are getting
Yet you have a phone
Yet still no whisper in the wind
Where the shadows from the
Lights that have scared in my heart
Are still looking for the Mother
Who brought me in this world
And left me to be alone
A cold hearted way
Yet I left to wonder
If she is crying from the
Same hurt
Yet she knows where her little sweetie is
Yet her sweetie don't know anything
You can have a lot of fun with the drugs
You have chosen
Now why am I paying for your choices
Scared, wondering, wishing, dreaming, crying
Left with all the mixed feelings
I never asked why this illness has
Overcome this family
I didn't want to know the truth
But I was the one that caused it
I wish I didn't know what I knew
Then and now in the future or in the past
It wasn't my fault
I tired, I have cried
His game
Caused shame within you
Which caused blame within me
Which was lame to Daddy
Which lead me here today
To listen to the whispers in the wind
To look forward the day that will
Come and be gone without
My Mother who is lost within the wind
It has been awhile sense I heard from my Mom. You would never think it would happen to you. Your Mother leaving you and not knowing where she is. They say she is getting help. But not one single phone has rang to ask me if I am okay. To say I love you. They say I am better without her. No I am not. She is my Mother my one and only. I almost lost. But now I cant even find her. Will it end up like my real dad and my other brothers and sisters. Three weeks is a long time to not hear from your Mother who was in you life every day. I am taken that my real dad isn't in my life and my brothers and sisters. But my Mother I cant and never will. It feels as if she did die that day I last seen her in ICU in the hospital. Which is sad because right now I have to live off that last memory of my Mom laying in the hospital bed because she wanted to end her life. Last picture of her in the bed. Not a smile. And the last words get out of the room. It kills it wasn't I love you. It kills so much that I don't know a thing anymore. It kills I have to wake up not knowing if that phone will ring and it be her on the other end. I wish I could look forward to a call. I wish I knew if she was going to call or not. Wish never come true.
