Nobody asked me if it was okay
Before they took my big brother away
Nobody asked me if I’d be alright
Without any parents to kiss me goodnight
I’m angry as Hell that I’m left here alone
But where will it get me to bitch and to moan?
Will God bring them back if I say pretty please?
Beg for his mercy from down on my knees?
Nobody promised that life would be fair
But how many losses can one person bear?
What will it take to prove that I’m tough
And all that I’ve been through is more than enough?
I lay in a hospital
Unable to speak
Machines did my breathing
My body so weak.
I fought hard for my baby
Prayed he’d hold on
But my body betrayed me
My child was gone.
No chance to hold him
How soft he’d have been
I touched his ashes
But never his skin.
I’ve gotten quite good at hiding my pain
But sometimes I feel like I’m going insane
The strong fearless woman that others still see
Is slowly becoming a stranger to me.
Marci Warhaft
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