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Samantha Stevenson

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

21 poems·Since October 2013
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It's Time (Tears of a Tiger- Andy to Rob's parents)

December 17, 2013

 

POEM TO ROB’S PARENTS: IT’S TIME

I don’t know where to start, 

because i can’t explain this feeling in my heart,

but one thing i can tell you, is honestly, it’s ripping me apart.

I loved Rob like a brother,

ever since the beginning,

I honestly feel i can’t take it, 

i’m having dreams of him, making me quitting.

If i could go back and take Rob’s place, 

i’d do it in a heartbeat as fast as i don’t want this case.

What i mean by case, by the way, 

is i don’t want to forget everything too say. 

I’m sorry to you, i’m sorry to Rob, 

i feel so sad inside but can’t seem to sob. 

I went for therapy, i talked to the coach, but what i told them makes me sound like i want to croak.

I’m gonna tell you what i wanted to tell them, but i was afraid insane they would call me:

 

Diary/Journal Entry November 15th:

Who really died in that accident?

 

I know that Rob’s dead, i know it’s my fault.

Sometimes i wish i could just throw the memories, into the vault.

I don’t want to forget him,

i certainly won’t forget or forgive what i’ve done,

Honestly, although the case is closed, 

i feel i’m still on the run.

From what? 

I feel like i’m running from myself,

Cause my imaginations off the chart, 

wanting me to do unimaginable things.

I hate myself.

I really do, i don’t want to be here cause it feels dark.

I’m nothing but a walking talking memory of Rob, 

i don’t want to hurt anymore, i want too help you forget. 

So i want to let go, but i figured you should know, how i feel. 

I feel it’s time too let go.

I’m sorry

 

From,

 

Your Apologetic Nightmare,

Andy

 

 

 

(XxSamanthaStevensonxX)

 

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