Poems From The Heart

Written 12-09-98

I hold in the pain, I hold back the tears,
I do what it takes not to confront my fears.
But as time passes it gets harder for me,
I guess now I finaly see
Each and every day,
It's more real you passed away
You're my brother the friend I wish I had,
Now every day is more than sad.
Why couldn't I tell you the love I had for you?
Why did I say those things that were untrue?
I keep wishing I could see you again,
To help you out and be your friend.
I can't help it;I put the blame on me,
I'm sorry for the wrong I did you,
I'm sorry for hurting you and being cruel.
I hope now you can see,
I love you and forgive you for the wrong you did me.
So I guess it's time I learn to say good-bye,
Please understand why I cry.
Christa Slade

written 01-05-99

Here I am again remembering all the things you'd say,
Then I find myself remembering that cold November day.
Remembering her holding me tight,
Whispering those painful words.

Screaming in terror and fright,
I drop to the ground,
The right words yet to be found,
What is there to say...
...I lost my hero that cold November day

I can still remember the last words he said...

written 01-07-99

You cried out to me,
But I did not see.
I did not show I care,
And now you are not here.
If only I would have helped you,
If only I had been true.
If only I had listened to what you'd say,
You may still be here today.
You were my hero and friend,
A hand to you I should have lent.
If only I took back what I said,
You may not be dead.
Christa Slade

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