You Would Have Had To Have Been There To Understand
I was only ten
I've doubled since then
I remember all that happened
In a manic way, I can't help but laugh when
I think about the clothes line strung across the dining room
the family portrait that you made to be without you
We went separate ways, that's all fine and dandy
But couldn't you have checked in to ask about me
I know I said I didn't want for you to come around
but my emotions were a mess
Barely split apart and another stood in that grave now
I didn't want to see her and you know the rest
I struggled to survive, hospitals knew me by name
Are you amazed that I'm alive?
You should be, I had some close calls
Where were you for it all?
Counting change in a jar
You were living high and mighty
Threw your keys down in the bar
Can I say was a bit unsightly
I did everything not to be you growing old
As I sat in my room with black mold
I can wink with both eyes
and put my knees down when I eat
sick of trying to try to have you by my side
The blood only runs so deep
All I ever wanted was you proud of me
Until you want something stable
I'll be pushing on strong
Write me when you find time and are able
I have to move on
Copyright © Ryan Maroni | Year Posted 2013
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