out of time

why are those people here in
my mom's living room,
don't they know she'll be
home soon.
why is my mom and sisters
sitting around crying,
it's like someone is dead or
dying.
wait that's a picture of me
in her lap,
ugh that picture makes me look
like crap.
my boyfriends here and he's crying
too,
that's weird,everyone's here at a
quarter of two.
the door opens and i see a bright
light,
and my grandmothers' here,saying it's
going to be alright.
but grandma,you died such a long,long
time ago,
then she smiled and said you're dead
too or didn't you know.
as i took a hold of my grandmas'
hand,
i said goodbye to my family and
my man.
for me there would be no more
hours,seconds,or minutes,
for i had ran out of time.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Jun 2009
About this poem:
life is short and for the living,live your life while you still have time.

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Atheists9086
Beautiful!

Awesome work!!! :D purple heart
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I like the way you say it.
boyshchrm6
Certainly a grave reminder of how
short our time is Jazzy. TY
angel comfort doh angel hug
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