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    dots Submission Name: He's Gonedots
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    Author: dthforeverpain8
    ASL Info:    15/Female/tmon
    Elite Ratio:    3.36 - 92/158/234
    Words: 519
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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    dotsHe's Gonedots
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    Don’t try so hard to find me
    The shades are pulled
    And no ones home

    The loss of a loved one
    Has put our faith to test
    Staring anger in the face
    For if we don’t believe
    He cannot be in a better place
    Can never find eternal rest

    And I stand over his casket
    Staring down at him
    I know his face
    And this is not it
    He cannot be this man
    Cold and lifeless
    It can’t be true
    Grandfather,
    Where are you hiding?
    This cannot be you.

    In your hospital gown
    I can almost see the resemblance between them
    But they are not the same
    You are all to blame
    Why did you bring me here,
    To trick me?
    I didn’t want to believe it.
    I couldn’t stand to see him like this
    But there he is


    Little children cry
    How much you meant to them
    And those who don’t quite understand
    Play quietly at the sides
    And as I ache for the loss
    That can be felt throughout the room
    I grieve for those
    Who will not remember your face in years to come
    Those who have not shared
    Years, love and memories
    With you, a dead man.

    These tears they grace the room with memories of you
    We loved you
    Where have you run off to?

    Please come back to us
    Hold our hands
    And tell us it’ll be okay

    The last time I saw you
    We sat in your backyard
    And you told me all of your stories
    The ones everyone else had already heard
    But you loved to talk
    And I took it all in
    Did you know that it was the last time we would speak,
    That it was your only chance to share your life with me?


    And I cannot stand here
    And watch your lifeless form
    Waste away like candle wax

    Come back to us
    Just for one more day
    Even if it’ll be your last
    And we’ll lose you all over again
    For the chance
    To see you
    The way you once were.
    I beg by the side of your bed
    Don’t leave us,
    Not like this
    With so much pain.

    Say goodbye child
    He’s gone and not coming back

    I’ll never forget you
    The memories like tears
    And the tears combined with memories
    Each word digging the hole deeper
    A crevice left by you
    Can you do this?

    And you were so peaceful when you left
    But you left us in empty cold grief
    Shaking us
    And breaking us down
    To your level
    Until we wish to crawl into the coffin with you
    And sleep forever
    In place of you
    And let you keep giving to the world
    Everything you have to offer

    Where are you?
    Are you happy?
    All I know is that I miss you
    Please come back to us.
    “Grandpa”
    The words whispered like that of an uncertain child
    “Goodbye.”
    My mutterings
    Opened the flood gates.
    And once the tears started flowing
    They wouldn’t stop




    Submitted on 2009-10-26 07:14:42     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      I have lost two grandparents already. It's extremely difficult to face that empty rocking chair. -the creaking will never be the same. Even when you become an adult it's still just as heart-wrenching. I didn't even get to meet my grandfather. Perhaps that is actually for the better. As a matter a fact, that may be perfect. -I have nothing to have lost. I mean, people say all the time apparently that it's better to have loved and lost. Well, I loved my grandfather, and I know he loved me. I didn't need to see him. In not seeing him I did not have to endure any type of pain concerning potential past memories. I am assuming, however, with the piece you've written in mind, you have some real strong memories and emotions.
    I would miss him too.

    Good write.

    C.
    | Posted on 2009-10-26 00:00:00 | by misschalloner | [ Reply to This ]


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