Another Day
On the days that death calls me
When the morning sun
Is too much to bear
I think of my sister
I think of her pain if I left this world
My mother, my father, brother and aunts
When death creeps up
When sleeping isn’t enough
Something deeper whispers my name
It feels so enticing, too simple, too good
As I fall into the darkness
Of seductive deep sleep
My ears catch their cries
And harsh understanding
Words that spit selfish
But hearts that hold pain
looking for someone, anyone, to blame
So I turn him away
And put it off for another day
This poem is about:
Me
My family