I find myself at a loss for words, which is seldom but clearly not impossible.
YOU are currently living my biggest fear come true and I can only fathom your thoughts, your feelings, or new realities. Ypur life will never be the same.
I had the pleasure of meeting your MOM, quite some time ago, and I can still hear her voice clear as day. A voice that has told and taught you most of what you have grown to know.
And I would like nothing more than to offer you comfort, but to say I knew how or even where to start would be an understatement.
You have been a part of my life for as long as time and with time I have grown to love you as MY BROTHER, you are my brother.
Advice galore and countless riffs, but as time goes on our bond still exists.
But time is the factor, it's just one of those things, and no one in the world can control it.
Life is short, people say, live righteous and kind say others. But nothing exists that can bring back the things that we've lost.
Nothing we do can change what's to happen.
Nothing can prepare us to lose the ones that we love, and the thought of losing my own mother, breaks my heart, instantly.
I saw a side of you that I've never seen and the vulnerability exerted, broke my heart just the same.
I'm here for you and I'm sure that you know it, but I wish there was something substantial I could do, to show it.
My fone is always on and my ear is always listening, my shoulder whether strong enough or not is yours to lean on.
I've been surrounded by nothing but death from the start of the year, and as angry as I am, I feel stronger than ever.
So dump it all on me, I am your personal channel, to release all your stress, let me worry about the rest.
And you deal with what you can in the way that is the best, for you. And your sister, and your son, my nephew.
All things right come together under the sun, and you will see her again, I guarantee you that one.
Proud you should be and grateful even more, each day will get better, I promise you won't feel this way forever.
Reflect on the times, let her memories flood your mind, and get lost in it all for as long as you need.
Because of you, she lives on, in Jamari - the seed.
You are to him what she was to you, YOU are now the prototype, YOU know what to do.
.....YES YOU DO
So.......
Like it, love it, or hate it. This is mine, not yours. This is me, not you. And this is real!
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
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