Guilt

by liltbabe4life   Jan 15, 2006


You didn't come tom my game! You knew how important that game was to me, it was championship game! And I really wanted you to be there! I was so mad at you! You promised that you were going to come! I went home angry and swearing that I would never talk to you again. Few hours go by and your still not home...so I deiced to call you...no answer at work...no answer on your cell. Getting even madder...now you don't want to answer you phones. Hour later, there’s a knock at my door. It was to policemen...right then and there I knew something was wrong. My legs started to get weak. They said that my mom had been in a bad car crash, they drove me to the hospital. Seeing you lying in the bed with all the IV connected to you. Made me feel so guilty for all the things I had said. Now she's never going to be able to see me play...because that night, she died right be for my eyes.

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