Meet You At the Crossroads
Each one of my poems and short stories are little pieces of my heart and soul. I don't like to share them but someone told me I should...
Meet You At The Crossroads
Death is nothing but a part of life
An inevitable splinter at the end
Of everyone’s story
That leaves loved ones feeling
Impaled by the notion of loss
Riddled with tears
Cursing the world
Feeling left behind to rot
Like the decaying foundation
Of a beautifully unkept home
Scrambling to pick up
The fine hairs ripped off
With the band-aid used to
Hide the gaping hole
Drowning in the tears
That never stopped flowing
But it’s only temporary
The void in my heart
Will never be replaced
The ones I lost will never
Abandon my thoughts or my life
My struggles will ease with time
Struggling with the words
I never said out loud
Struggling with everything
I thought disappointed you
Struggling with the last words
We exchanged
Struggling with knowing you
Knowing exactly what you thought
Struggling with understanding
The misery you attempted to escape
Struggling with feeling
That turmoil and empty feeling
Of sadness finally leaving my heart
Struggling to hold on to you and
The gift you gave me
When your soul left this world
Every in depth conversation
Of walking that fine line
Between the world of normalcy
That we left behind when we
Walked through those doors
Into a world of misery
The one we continued to run away from
And head towards at full speed
All at the same time
Half dead half alive all while
Screaming silently for help
Wishing I could pick up the phone
Tell you of my joys and my hardships
Brings me to my knees in tears
Praying to hear your voice
Praying to see your smile
Praying to hear you laugh
Praying to confide in you one more time
It put me in such an immobilizing
And morbid state of mind
I wanted to be with the ones I lost
Until I realized why I lost them
Until I understood I wouldn’t be here
Right where I am with a genuine smile
And a laugh that reminds me of you
Every single time I feel it bubbling
Somewhere deep down
Long before it bursts through my lips
The thought of meeting
Those loved ones at the crossroads
With nothing but positivity and progress
To ramble on and on about
To see the smiles that I swore
I couldn’t continue on living without
Plastered on their faces from ear to ear
The thought of measuring wealth
In my own actions and reactions
So I can tell them all how much
Their deaths changed my life
The thoughts I know keep me going
Is what I plan to say to you
When I see you at the crossroads
I’ll stand with pride and gratitude
When I finally see them again
And tell them of all of my accomplishments
Tell them I realized their belief in me
And their faith in me brought me
Back to the path I was always meant to be on
Yes, I’ll meet you at the crossroads
Someday, yes, someday
I’ll tell you all of the days I was finally happy
Smiling from ear to ear
Genuinely laughing and enjoying life
Because that’s what they gifted me:
My smile and my laughter
My positivity and my resilience
My strength and my courage
But most of all
My happiness and my life
© 2021 Grace Peterson
