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Thursday, May 5, 2011

Opposite inversed reciprical

She was dying
She was dying
Right there
In front of me
At this moment
Everyone knew she was going
Leaving
Forever
And
Ever
And.
Ever.

She was dying
But I could only think of myself
Think about how I would go on with out her
Think about what I would say at her funeral
Think about how long it would take until I could pick up the mess she left behind
Think about all the times I felt angry, confused, abandoned, sad, crazy, crazy, crazy because of her
Think about how many times she wronged me hurt me inhibited me
Think about my outrage my angst my disgust
Think about everything I had put up with
Think about all the things I tried to do
Think about the lack of  "thank you"s, "I love you"s, "I need you"s
Think about what I want to say right now

As her breathing movements become unsteady, whispy, farther apart
I don't think about her for a minute
The patience, the sacrifice, the love, the hard work
The times I've wronged her hurt her inhibited her

I only see myself as I whisper final words into the ears of the one who birthed me
"You're welcome"

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