I will be able to maybe have a greater understanding
He mentions how he only really has a vague memory of his father
I have this certain idea in my head that he was a great man
I hear mother speaking as if he was nothing.
She has a completely different sense in how he was then I do.
The memories haunt me
From beyond the grave,
He speaks to me.
Trying to help me
solve the mystery.
He was a great man.
I felt very solemn to see him
in such a condition.
He was a very strong, happy, and quick witted man.
It was difficult to see him in such a state.
Seeing him
in such a condition
unsettled me at the most.
I felt guilt
I felt despair.
I felt as if I had let him down.
“Where is she?”
I felt as if that may have been one of his last words.
Has anyone really ever complained about being dead?
We must all learn to accept the fact that everyone dies.
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