Too Long Poem by sara loveday

Too Long



i still remember
when i got the call
he had a stroke
my tears began to fall
i held them back
for my family needed me
while they went through a time
of worry and grief
a few months later
of holding in tears
my dad called from my room
and my eyes welled with fear
he told he had died
and it would be okay
that it was alright
i'd see him again one day
but i didn't shed a tear
didn't utter a sigh
just went to my room
and swore not to cry
and one year later
of being 'strong'
i finally broke down
for it was to long
i was alone
in with no one to confide
no one was there
to rush to my side
i cry every night
right before bed
i cant get his voice
out of my head
i wish to tell you this
in the form of a warning
that it's okay to cry
and get through the mourning
for if you keep quiet
and let the days pass along
you will find it's much harder
to stay strong for too long

Thursday, June 19, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: grief
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
i wrote this when i was 12 when my grandpa died. i was very VERY close to him. and i bottled every thing up when he died because my family needed me at the time. it hurt. alot. and it still does.
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