Somewhere Around Five
It will just be another normal day I thought as I closed my eyes.
I realized I was oh so wrong as I abruptly awoke to my Grams piercing cries.
Could her Problem Change My day too?
Wow! Let's just say I didnt have a clue.
Eager to find out what was wrong I stumbled out of bed.
So many horrible scenarios ran through my frantic head.
I hoped my Gram wasn't in any severe pain. All of my emotions were becoming
too hard to restrain.
I finally reached my Gram then remembered a loud boom.
She just looked at me and pointed into my dads room.
I now knew my Grandmother was okay,
but what about my dad?
From this point on my day got really bad.
I walked into his room finding something I never wanted to see.
I remember thinking "How can this be?".
I found out my father was no longer willingly alive.
The coroner said he shot himself somewhere around five.
Copyright © Eizabeth Ennis | Year Posted 2006
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