M's Poetry
Traveler
*taken from a conversation I had with my dad today*
I have waited what it seems to be my whole life
for good things to happen
never stopped for prayer
my excuse was I never had the time
and now in reflection I hope it isn't too late
to save a restless traveler
who has walked with his head in the clouds
never slightly raising his head in thanks
everyday lived in darkness
now consumed in pain
and all my foolish pride just can't save me now
as the doctor tells me one simple word
I am....dying
This Christmas I don't know whether to cry or be thankful
a life I did love has somehow slipped away
and the sad part is maybe I don't miss it that much
and my ex-wife ain't here to torture me anymore
it's weird how I miss her voice
it's confusing how death changes your plans in life
and all I can do now is sit here and think
the only thing I have left is a daughter who I swear hates me
and a journal that reads of all my mistakes
but can it all be better....someday?
can I just feel the embrace of someone I love?
only one can help me now....it took me so long
and as I lift my hands upward
I finally accept God....
2005@ Copyright by Megan Bishop
I have waited what it seems to be my whole life
for good things to happen
never stopped for prayer
my excuse was I never had the time
and now in reflection I hope it isn't too late
to save a restless traveler
who has walked with his head in the clouds
never slightly raising his head in thanks
everyday lived in darkness
now consumed in pain
and all my foolish pride just can't save me now
as the doctor tells me one simple word
I am....dying
This Christmas I don't know whether to cry or be thankful
a life I did love has somehow slipped away
and the sad part is maybe I don't miss it that much
and my ex-wife ain't here to torture me anymore
it's weird how I miss her voice
it's confusing how death changes your plans in life
and all I can do now is sit here and think
the only thing I have left is a daughter who I swear hates me
and a journal that reads of all my mistakes
but can it all be better....someday?
can I just feel the embrace of someone I love?
only one can help me now....it took me so long
and as I lift my hands upward
I finally accept God....
2005@ Copyright by Megan Bishop
