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Letting the keys run past underneath my fingers I sat there quietly facing the piano. There were too many memories here, I thought. Too many that flooded my mind reminding me of his once existence.
People walk in and out of your life for a reason . sometimes when they leave , we can't help but be sad. the saddest thing though , is when you know that theyre gone forever.
Sarah was driving her brand new car she got for her birthday this year. Her son -Billy- sleeping in the back peacefully.
He sat there motionless upon his bed. The pillows looked more plump than he did. The blinds let little light linger upon his fragile figure. He was barely awake but he knew I was there.
I love standing in the rain. We used to love the rain.
I force a smile onto my broken face,. Those memories I try so hard to forget,. Everyone sees a shimmering smile,. But inside a lasting feeling of regret,. At all the things I didn't say,.
This poem I just wrote is to remember my lost friend. You are missed. R.I.P. Sometimes it feels like my brain is wired all wrong, Why all these emotions everytime they play oure song.
The last memory I had with you was a arguing over a song. And now your gone. And the song rips me to shreds every time I hear it.
Firstly, hello.
Hardest part of today.. Telling a woman her daughter has died. Certainly put's life into perspective. People often wonder what goes through your mind when you have to give the news to someone..
8th grade. Supposed to be the most memorable year of my life so far. And it is. But not for good reasons. It all started when my parents legalized their divorce.
Though the days grow darker, and the nights grow cold and long. Though I can no longer hear your laughter, and no longer feel I belong.
I remember being there...with him. I was terribly frightened. He was so...so still, I had never even imagined this happening, especially not to him. His eyes were shut, his mouth open slightly.
'Horace,' she starts, 'I'm so sorry, I got a call from Granny this morning and_' 'And WHAT Mum?!' 'Granny...Granny has cancer.' The word stabs you in the chest like a steel knife.
|| It's been 8 years since you left me || On this world alone || It's been 8 years since you left me || Alone but never alone || || They say I can't remember || That I was way too small || But I...
Spider hurt, the pain was the first thing she was aware of, it shuddered through her body, made her twist and clench.
2. Sanningen När jag var ungefär halvvägs till Omniá så kände jag en märklig lukt, det luktade nästan som svett... Fast lite surare.
I'm walking across a serene beach. I look up to the sky above. I see a star fall out of the sky, trailing a whit hot cut across the patchwork of the deep purple night.
The remainding few had just left, following the grieving family back to their home. This left the boy by himself in the cemetary.
(This is the eulogy I wrote when my grandfather passed away in 2010 and read in its translated form in his funeral. I've had some people tell me they found it moving so I humbly reproduce it here.
God looked around his garden And found an empty place, He then looked down upon the earth And saw your tired face. He put his arms around you And lifted you to rest.
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore-- While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one...
It’s a Sunday Aunty Marcia’s in the kitchen portions out the food to share Uncle Lesley passes out the supermalts While Dante and Cory running left right and centre And granddads in the corner...
My eyes filled with tears, Making reality of my fears, Today I lost you, You will be missed terribly too, It is horrible knowing it's true, Knowing there is no more you.