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The Soul That's Still Alive In Me

My mom is dying And me in front of her I sit and cry The tears of endless pain.. My mom is dying And me fondling her hair with love, whispering to her ears that everything is going to be fine, although I know it’s not.. my mom is dying and me standing out there under the violent rain blaming God for taking her away from me.. my mom is dying and me contemplating the pain that’s surrounding her heart.. my mom is dying and me hearing her utter to god to keep me safe and take her away soon.. my mom is dying and me watching the tears of sadness sinking in her lifeless eyes.. my mom is dying and me listening to her uttering to me her words: “ don’t live your life miserable When am gone, Don’t leave the pain Kill my heart up there When I watch you cry, Live my life. Live my life and keep going, Erase your past And write your future. I’ll be taken away from this world But not from your heart, Not from your soul. I love you my daughter, I love you..” Sitting by the window Watching the ray of thunder Hit the ground.. Sitting by the window Listening to the drops of rain Fall.. Sitting by the window Contemplating the darkness Of the dark.. Sitting by the window Crying Crying Crying.. Im lost And nobody can hear my silent scream.. im lost and nobody can see my painful tears.. im lost im lost im lost.. I got her the chocolate She always loved I got her the rose She used to be And put them by her grave.. Sitting by he grave Talking to her with constant tears.. sitting by her grave whispering to her my thoughts.. As a fish needs the sea To stay alive, I need her with me to live As a baby needs his mother’s love To feel safe, I need her with me to live As we all need happiness To keep walking, I need her with me to live, I need her with me To keep my heart going on.. Sitting by the window again Listening to the silence of the dark.. sitting by the window again contemplating our happy memories.. sitting by the window again asking god to have mercy on her soul and promising my mom to make her always proud.. as I fall into my deep sleep I utter my last words: “ I love you mom.”

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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