And I watched the lines in my grandfather's face grow hard through heartbreak,
& my heart broke.
And the dew on their grass is just irrigation water,
And I saw a riding mower running over the gravestones of somebody's loved ones,
& my heart broke.
And I watched him replace me,
And I watched how happy they are,
& my heart broke.
I'm watching my grandmother's mind fall away,
And I hold her fragile hands close,
But somehow never close enough,
& my heart breaks.
And I hang my face out the window,
And I scream at the top of my lungs,
And scream through the tears
& my heart breaks way too often to be average,
But these things are how I feel alive.
Tragically true.
ugh this is so real and raw and I just love the way it made me feel. you're good at this. really good at this.
ReplyDeleteThat was so sad but so good
ReplyDeleteI always look forward to reading yours, it just gets me a little more excited and I love that. As always this didn't disappoint.
ReplyDeletemmm
ReplyDeletethe line about the mower running over gravestones broke my heart.
ReplyDeletethis is incredible and sad and real and honest and poetic. wow. wow.
feeling it
ReplyDeleteThis was beautiful.
ReplyDelete"And the dew on their grass is just irrigation water,
ReplyDeleteAnd I saw a riding mower running over the gravestones of somebody's loved ones,"
this metaphor.