Why.

Growing up, looking up to you. 

Turned into me looking down on you. 

You were irresponsible and somewhat greedy. 

Needing money here and there. 

You were criticized and yelled at. 

The family was in negativity. 

But never the less we still loved you. 

You made us smile and giggle. 

I still remember it clearly. 

The way you drew for me.

I begged and begged until you gave in and you

would soon show me. The way your pencil glided acrros the page and in a 

matter of seconds a master piece made.

Without a doubt in my mind, you loved the family. 

But then one day, you disappeared. In a matter of seconds you were gone, you hear? 

WHY?  Why did this happen?

You left your daughter. 

the day you left you said, 

"Mom, I love you and I'm sorry. Please take care of Carmen." 

You hugged her and left. 

How, how did you diappear so fast? It felt like the other day when I asked,

"Uncle, come to Jordans Birthday." 

"Maybe," and then you went.  Aggravted , I cursed you under my breath. 

But then that day came, that cold dark day. In the middle of play, 

they found you dead they say.

The party stopped. 

Tears surrounded me. 

My mother lost it. 

It didnt hit me.

Suicide. 

Why?

Why? Was it because of me? Because I cursed you under my breath? 

Because the family critized and yelled? 

Why... WHY?

Then I came to rest. 

 

 

Years passed by. 

and here I am. I have finally found peace. 

I know not why. 

But I know you are safe. 

I will not remember you through the hard times you went. 

But for the giggles and smiles that underwent. 

My tears have dried, but here and there I let a drop slip. 

In the end, we will reunite. 

For all I know now is that you are safe. 

And all the time I was asking why. 

Why did I lose you? 

Why, just why? 

Its okay now. '

You are safe. 

and thats my

 que to say 

good bye

 

 

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