No More Tears To Cry by Pamela
a year and a half
since that cold day in January
yet I still remember it like it was yesterday
(I guess to me it always will be )
rain poured down as if it desperately needed to rid itself of all moisture
as if the clouds felt that they had to ring out all the water that night
that very night
or else the world would come to a drastic end
to me that "end" seemed to come anyway
the streets were pools of water
cars spinning out of control
she never had a chance to grow up
fifteen
she was merely fifteen
too young to experience life on her own
yet too old to have it spoon-fed to her
she wanted to be independent
a rebel
she wanted to say that she had done it without her parents ever knowing
but they found out
2:00 AM
knock on the door
"I'm sorry ma'am"
was the first words out of his mouth
"your daughter was killed tonight in a car accident"
the world came to a halting stop and yet the room still managed to
continue to spin
"you don't know what you are talking about"
"my baby . . . my baby, she's upstairs sleeping"
frantically she ran up the stairs
she was gone
no where to be found
its over
she was identified
it was really her
a best friend to so many . . . her life stolen away
I heard the next day
full of disbelief I acted as if I never heard the words
"lies . . . our school is so full of lies . . . its only a nasty rumor, you know how
that is"
was my reply to the news that soon became a reality to me shortly after
I saw her
lying . . . still
no movement
although I could have sworn that at any moment she was just going to rise
up out of the baby blue bed that she rested in and bring peace to a room
full of grief
it didn't even look like her
it wasn't her
too long I glared at her
questions running through my mind like a freight train at a speed to fast
to comprehend
"God, she was just a child. How could a life so young, be stolen so
quickly? "
no reply
I got infuriated with Him
she was a good kid
just made a few bad choices
I never thought they were severe enough to be punishable by death
the next day
as I witnessed the casket that held the breathless
body of my dear friend
be lowered into the earth
tears poured down my cheeks like rain out of heaven
it was so cold that day
I could feel the salty droplets dry hard on my
face
fifteen degrees
I wondered for so long about the life of my friend
I pondered this question so many times
why shall the innocent die, while the murderers run free?
how come she never got to fulfill the "perfect"
plan that we are all promised?
it has taken me this year and a half to understand the loss of my friend
it has taken me this long to realize that her
plan was played out
it is all summed up in this one word that often brings shutters to the
bones of so many
"lessons"
her death was a lesson to all that she left behind life is fragile
there is no way that we can control who lives and dies
all we can do is have faith that we will get through it
good and bad are obvious and sometimes not so obvious
right and wrong choices can determine life or death
so it's time for us to wake up
mourn no more
for time will heal our broken hearts
and one day
there will be no more tears to cry
since that cold day in January
yet I still remember it like it was yesterday
(I guess to me it always will be )
rain poured down as if it desperately needed to rid itself of all moisture
as if the clouds felt that they had to ring out all the water that night
that very night
or else the world would come to a drastic end
to me that "end" seemed to come anyway
the streets were pools of water
cars spinning out of control
she never had a chance to grow up
fifteen
she was merely fifteen
too young to experience life on her own
yet too old to have it spoon-fed to her
she wanted to be independent
a rebel
she wanted to say that she had done it without her parents ever knowing
but they found out
2:00 AM
knock on the door
"I'm sorry ma'am"
was the first words out of his mouth
"your daughter was killed tonight in a car accident"
the world came to a halting stop and yet the room still managed to
continue to spin
"you don't know what you are talking about"
"my baby . . . my baby, she's upstairs sleeping"
frantically she ran up the stairs
she was gone
no where to be found
its over
she was identified
it was really her
a best friend to so many . . . her life stolen away
I heard the next day
full of disbelief I acted as if I never heard the words
"lies . . . our school is so full of lies . . . its only a nasty rumor, you know how
that is"
was my reply to the news that soon became a reality to me shortly after
I saw her
lying . . . still
no movement
although I could have sworn that at any moment she was just going to rise
up out of the baby blue bed that she rested in and bring peace to a room
full of grief
it didn't even look like her
it wasn't her
too long I glared at her
questions running through my mind like a freight train at a speed to fast
to comprehend
"God, she was just a child. How could a life so young, be stolen so
quickly? "
no reply
I got infuriated with Him
she was a good kid
just made a few bad choices
I never thought they were severe enough to be punishable by death
the next day
as I witnessed the casket that held the breathless
body of my dear friend
be lowered into the earth
tears poured down my cheeks like rain out of heaven
it was so cold that day
I could feel the salty droplets dry hard on my
face
fifteen degrees
I wondered for so long about the life of my friend
I pondered this question so many times
why shall the innocent die, while the murderers run free?
how come she never got to fulfill the "perfect"
plan that we are all promised?
it has taken me this year and a half to understand the loss of my friend
it has taken me this long to realize that her
plan was played out
it is all summed up in this one word that often brings shutters to the
bones of so many
"lessons"
her death was a lesson to all that she left behind life is fragile
there is no way that we can control who lives and dies
all we can do is have faith that we will get through it
good and bad are obvious and sometimes not so obvious
right and wrong choices can determine life or death
so it's time for us to wake up
mourn no more
for time will heal our broken hearts
and one day
there will be no more tears to cry
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I wrote this about a dear friend whose life was stolen from her in the midst of her youth. Although grief is an emotion that we often feel we will never recover from, there is truth and a reason for everything. One day, our tears will wash away the sorrow, but time will never wash away our dear memories. For even death has no control over the boundaries of love.
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it really touched me - m |
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That has so far been the frist poem I have read that made me cry good work - Nicey |
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I loved this. My bestfriend died in a car accident a month ago. Its terrible. I read these sad poems over and over again about death trying to feel better. but i just miss her so much. i know exactly how you feel. - Kellsie |
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this was a really great poem. It made me cry. - tiffany |
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i know what your going through. my best friend died and he was only 15 it was in july of 2005. i blame myself for what he did. i know i shouldnt but i do. you really inspired me to not blame myself because we cant control who other people are. - Man-tli |
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This poem made me cry! Because I had lost one of my freinds i have known forever. His name was Matt Adamczyk he died the thursday before thanksgiving. I love you Matt! Nov 22,1987- Nov 17,2005. He had died in a car crash! The last word he said was "I love you all" It was hard for me to let him go!Its been 4 months since he had passed away! I miss him really bad we were close - Nicole |
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hello my name is samantha and this poem really touched me cause my brother died on november 19 only couple days before my b-day. his name was jonathan Blair you may have heard of him on the news he was the soldier that was killed in iraq, from the roadside bomb. your poem is exactly how i feel. i could never get my feelings like that down on paper like you did. you are a big inspiration just like jonathan is me. thank you so much for posting that so people like me can read that. i actually feel better now. - samantha |
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Oh my God thats like the best thing I have ever heard or read its sooooo. good! - cami |
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it was touthing though i cried when i read it - abby |
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I think this is an excellent poem. I give it a 10/10. - Tiffany |
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this poem is one of the best i have read, i really feel as i can relate to it as i lost one of my close friend in the same way. x - stevie |
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this is a very touching story and i think you deserve a great vote. Its so descriptive and it makes me feel like i went through what you did. - Kimberly |
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OH your poem moved my heart i almost cryed it was so sad. I know what your going throu i lost my friend in a car accident. - Chihiro |
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WOW! Thats all i have to say! - Brianna |
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This really spoke to me. I lost my girlfriend not to long ago in a car crash. She was also fifteen. After reading this poem I felt like it had happened all over again and I was experiencing it with you. Be strong. - Crow |
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wow this gave me chilz! I liked this poem alot - Heather |
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This is an absolutly amazing poem. My 16 year old brother was killed in 1997 in a car accident in New Oxford penna. I was only 6 at the time, the police called my house asking for my parents, and i answered the phone, after going to get my mother, she came to the phone, and after she hung up, she bust into tears saying my sister and I were to lock the doors, and not let anyone in they would be back soon. It was not untill after my mother and father came back from the hospital. They sat my sister and me down, and said "girls your brother Mickey was in a car accident tonight, he didn't make he was killed. " then they both busted into tears, I couldn't believe it I was just dumbstruck I couldn't cry or anything. I may have only been 6 but I definatly understood that I would never see my big brother again. I miss him to this day, and even though I didn't cry then I cry now, I have dreams about his accident, and wake up crying so hard I can't even breath. I know what it is like to loose someone you love. - Ashley |
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i like your poem its long but it touched my heart with the words. - kayla |
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this poem really hit home b/c i lost my best friend/boyfriend in a fire last october and i couldfnt believe it i didnt want to i thought it was some rumor too. but then his sistr my best friend come to school and looked like crap so i finally believed it. i couldnt understand why he had to die he was only 16 and had everything going for him. i had just got back in contact with him after not seeing or talking to him in about 13 years when i was 3 - christina |
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very touching. - vincent |
