Bring My Love Home
She's dying over and
over
From the insanity of
the missing
The heart will
repair
Though I wouldn't
dare say this
At the sky she
stares
Continuously
She says life must
go on
I must go on
she says
I don't want to be
without him
As she opens the
second bottle of
vodka
If I'd had a choice
I'd of gone with him
But I'd never wish
for him to ever feel
This crushing
feeling
Not for a instance
In the night she
thinks I'm sleeping
But I hear
everything
Dear God
I was wondering if I
could have a moment
of your time ?
I know your a busy
bloke and that,
your tired with all
these voices
shouting up at you,
I would be too.
But I thought I'd
give it a go.
I know your the
universal spirit and
there's lots on
your mind,
so I tell you what
I'll talk and you
can just listen,
give me your views
at the end.
I was wondering if
you've looked in on
me lately
See God
I'm feeling
incredibly unhappy,
Distraught you could
say,
miserably alone.
I know there's
millions, probably
billions
I don't know the
average,
but no matter.
I know there's
other's wanting your
attention,
The people dying
from cancer or
The African village
women screaming for
you to stop the men
taking their kids,
Putting them on
smack to fight there
twisted gorilla
wars.
Our boys in
Afghanistan getting
maimed and
slaughtered.
So firstly I was
wondering if it's
normal to feel this
way ?
You see I think of
him so much he
enters my dreams as
soon as I close my
eyes,
Is this your doing ?
Tell me what I have
to do to stop this
fog,
Tell me when I reach
the other side I'll
still be me,
Tell me it's ok to
still cry silently,
without even
knowing,
Then,
Tell me how to stop
the tears,
Tell me, if this
ache in my chest
relieves,
Tell me, I'm
standing this pain
to be with him
again,
Go on tell me ??!!!
I'm so alone I bet
you got all the
Angels up there
keeping you company,
Hay I thought they
were supposed to be
down here looking
after us ?
Point is, the real
point is
You got something of
mine and I want it
back.
I'm not blaming you,
well I am sort of,
I think your a
really good bloke
but took too much
on,
We all do it now and
then don't we.
I mean the church
wrote your book
didn't it,
It's really down to
Matthew , Mark ,
Luke, and John,
you should really
send them boys down
here,
I know a lot of
people who want a
word with them.
They're responsible
for war,
Famine and mass
genocide,
Because be honest
all wars start at
religion one way or
another don't they.
I'm Sorry I've gone
off track,
What I was saying
is,
my dad told me if
he'd of died when he
got kidney failure
It's God's will.
Well if it's your
will,
Do me a favour and
send my husband back
I wasn't finished
with him yet.
And if you can't do
that,
Tell him something
for me,
Tell him I love him,
But lie, say I'm ok.
Say I'm getting by,
I got sleeping
tablets off the doc,
Say I'm almost
happy.
Not to worry.
Tell him I'm rushing
towards death for
him,
That I've stocked up
on vodka.
God, tell him I'll
be there soon.
Copyright © Little Known Nothing | Year Posted 2014
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