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Lost Souls

***I wrote this two summers after my father passed away. My poppie was sick on his death bed, and i had just lost both my dad and my great grandmother in one year (about 7 months apart) i was having a hard time with losing him too, having already lost my grampie (my fathers dad) when i was 12. So i wrote about it.***

Everyone is disapearing,

all the ones I love are leaving,

all the while I sit here screaming

surrounded by a sea of faces

yet standing all alone.

I hear people say my name,

while they just stare at me as if im stone.

Wanting nothing more the to be held in your arms

wishing for their warmth and comfort.

Waiting for these wounds to heal.

I sit here and mourn your loss

tied up by restraints of pain.

Daddy you’ve come and gone, poppie your slowly leaving

Granny took my daddy’s hand

escaping the life she knew.

Grampie, with his fiddle strung,

played his soul away from me.

Daddy I miss you, granny I need you,

poppie how could I lose you too?

Grampie I hear you, playing a sweet tune

somewhere in my memories

My heart is aching,

my world is breaking,

as the ones I love slowly drift away.

Causing this feeling of loniness

to quickly grow.

I feel your essense leaving,

see your faces all reeling

through my memory

all the while growing dimly

with less and less detail.

Please don’t leave me,

please protect me, please watch over me,

Wrap me in your loving embrace

when this world seems too much to take.

Help me take comfort in your memory,

in the times I hold dear,

and heal my breaking heart

from all the loss it has endeared.

~Written November 17th, 2004~

~Revisited september 20th, 2008~