Til I Can Make It On My Own

I feel bereft

The child who’s been left behind

The pain is swelling, swerving

Blinding all around me

You held my hands the day before

The day that is now a world away

You told me through your bloodless lips

“I’ll never leave you on your own”

 

Hold my hand, hold me tight

Be my guiding beacon through the night

Swear to me you’ll never let go

Help me fill up your absence

Bring me home

Don’t leave me

Til I can make it on my own

 

I’m overwhelmed

A child of barely nine facing the world on his own

I don’t know what to do, where to go

Who I can turn to

You held my hands the months before

In the time when your eyes still shone

You told me through your loving lips

“I’ll never leave you on your own”

 

Hold my hand, hold me tight

Be my guiding beacon through the night

Swear to me you’ll never let go

Help me fill up your absence

Bring me home

Don’t leave me

Til I can make it on my own

 

My inside’s numb

My dark eyes glazed as I yearn for you

It rains out here, the bitter winds of winter chilling my bones

I tried to follow in your steps

To follow in the wheel mark of your funeral procession

But the rain’s erasing all that was you

You held my hands when I was small

Your sparkling eyes bright with laughter

You told me through my mother’s lips

“I’ll never leave you on your own”

 

Hold my hand, hold me tight

Be my guiding beacon through the night

Swear to me you’ll never let go

Help me fill up your absence

Bring me home

Don’t leave me

Til I can make it on my own

The End

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