Leanne Eastwood


I cannot control the pain I feel,
I want an escape I want to heal,
The good memories of the park,
Now I sit alone in the dark,
We embraced each other for so long,
Always hearing our special song,
Everyday we cried so hard,
Looking at the get world card,
Now, everyday I feel your grip,
And my heart, it just wants to rip,
My soul bursts inside of me,
As now, I know you were the key,

You opened my mind and opened my heart,
You don’t understand how I hate to be apart,
My life now has been trapped in a cell,
And now your gone I’m in my own hell,

I needed your love and I needed you,
Now I know there’s nothing I can do,
I hate the world that we once shared,
When you were around, when you cared,
I remember well our long conversations,
When you told me all your dedications,
You were so brave, AND very loud,
But no matter what you made me proud,

You were beautiful, kind but no longer in my life,
I feel like I’m being stabbed with a knife,
It is funny how we needed each other,
You were my daughter, I was your mother.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 1, 2007
Poem Edited: Tuesday, April 12, 2011

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