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Writer's pictureHeather Burkett-Ocasio

"Since The Day You Died"



I'll never get to see

What you'd be like at seventy

It's just one of the moments

Taken from me.

And I'll never get to know

How our relationship would grow

If we'd only been allowed

To see

You'll never meet my Angel

Or hold my little girl

Despite how bad I want your

Involvement in my world

We never got to celebrate

My bridal shower or wedding date

It fact, my life happened far too late

For you to have been a part

Of my certifications and books

Of my business and my art

Everywhere I look

You're missing from my life

And in the years since you passed

Nothing seemed to last

I've been amazed at how fast

Everything has changed.

I've lost family and friends

And the mourning never ends

It only has the heart to lend

A good moment or good day

But then it's back again

Like the guilt of holy sin

And sometimes I feel I'm in

Some kind of waking dream

But hoping nothings is as it seems

Just never seems to work.

There's still heartache and indifference

In the vast amount of distance

No matter how I fight and try

To remain close to those I love.

I cannot help but feel

That if the love people had for me was real

They'd reach out; They'd be near

Instead of ghosts along the horizon

I can't touch and can't confide in

Passing on from this existence

Without saying goodbye.

I'd say it doesn't hurt me

Being left alone on this journey

But those who truly know me

Can see that that's a lie.

For I'm desperate for connection

For friendship and affection.

But all I get is more rejection

From those you left behind.

And it's just so damn unfair

That the two who really cared

Are no longer there

To walk by my side.

I'm alone and grieving

With a smile so deceiving

No one will know how bad I'm feeling

Since the day that you died.


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