I lost her, I lost myself, and much more
I lost my soul, I lost my home and therefore
I'm empty, hallow with pieces scattered on the floor
Every time I try to put myself back together it hurts more
I lost my faith, hope, and liquor became my medicine
Started questioning God and denying the reverend
Yelling to the sky, "How could you do this?!"
Not knowing everything happens for a reason
Like the way the sky is blue and leaves change with the season
I've gained wisdom, courage, and strength
I've gained confidence, self-esteem and to think
I was lonely but honestly I wasn't
Because from the skies I see my grandpa, sister and cousin

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