Best Deathsorry Poems
I’m sorry my little brother of half.
I’m sorry your last birthday never came to pass.
I’m sorry you never got to meet your siblings.
I’m sorry you never got to come home.
I never got to say goodbye.
And I never even saw your mother cry.
She gave your life away to meth,
And didn’t even shed a tear at your death.
I can feel you calling to me.
I can feel your tears.
She didn’t care, but Caleb I love you.
I assure you your father shall never forget
The day he held you as your soul slipped away.
I hope you three days in the world were great.
Though, I’m almost certain they weren’t.
But I’m sure you got a glimpse,
At just how beautiful things may be,
And how ugly the rest of it is.
I wish I could have known you.
I wish you were here with me now.
Though I’m glad you don’t have to deal with her.
I'm sorry for the tears that miserably crawled down your
face,I would have loved to taken you to a better place.I
really think you enjoyed the pain,if given the chance
you'd put the sun out with the rain.you were like a
tornado sucking up everthing in your path,even the ones
who truly loved you got swept up in your wrath.now your
gone for you won't worry about tomorrow,you didn't care
who you left behind no room for sorrow.my tears for you
were more out of anger because I was a friend and you
was a stranger.I think that even if you were brought back
from the grave,you'd still be one of those people that you
just can't save.now I have another scar to wear upon my
heart,you only had two ends of madness you were never
given a start.maybe now the angels will wipe the tears
from your face,I'm sorry hope your in a better place
Am I really this crazy?
Do I really hear you, grandma?
You've been dead two days, but I can still see you.
You're watching me. I can feel it.
I'm sorry I didn't think to ask about you.
I'm sorry you fell and no one was there to catch you.
I'm sorry you died in the midst of blood.
But Heaven awaits you, now.
Don't run from it.
I won’t let the world, pollute you so.
I love you too much, that’s why you must go.
I’m sorry mom, you’re all that I’ve got.
I can’t just sit here, and watch you rot.
I need to help you, to set you free.
This is not, where you need to be.
Heaven is waiting, up in the sky.
But in order to get there, first you must die.
I’m sorry it has, to end this way.
But your health gets worse, every day.
The cancer is spreading, at a quickening pace.
I’ve got to get you, away from this place.
I can’t think, of a better way.
Than to send you off, on mother’s day.
Please don’t cry mom, please don’t fight.
I know in my heart, what I’m doing is right.
Eyes wet with tears, I brought the knife down.
Her last breath of life, was the only sound.