Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Disappear

Sometimes I want to disappear
Take what is mine
Leave nothing here.
Sometimes I wish the end were near
Each day's too sad
without you here.

You left us right
When in your prime
Your light left night
Instead of shine.

Sometimes I want to disappear.
Can't find you
Were you ever here
Sometimes I wish the end were near.
The pain won't fade
without you here.

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Walk Across the Line

I hurt.  I ache.  I find
No rest many times.

If I could, I'd walk across the line
and find you.
It seems easier in my mind
than to keep on
with this endless
need of you.

I love you, Megan.

Mom.