The cold wind screeches by,
my heart hangs, bleeding and tattered as the darkness takes hold.
I don't want him to leave, not now.
The Icy wind passes by,
this time I nearly freeze to death,
my gut tells me to leave but I stay because my siblings need me,
I love my dad.
Winter has come too early now,
blurry is the vision of the lost one,
confused and nearly dead, I'm thrown out to the wolves,
I am worthless.
The cool wolves stand in my way,
My dad's sisters say what they wanted to and I say nothing,
I want them to leave, I don't need to hear their voices.
I look them in the icy eyes and listen,
they bark, "Don't go to my brother and say angry things to him."
My heart sinks, I want to die.
Every where in the Hospital it is cold, especially in this part,
the coma is strange to me like the evil ways of my aunties,
I see him laying there unmoving and I want him to open his eyes and say, "It's okay my girl."
I lost my dad, not my brother, uncle, cousin, or son, It was my father.
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