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Our Hearts Are Beating Different

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By Мellanie卌Published 5 years ago 2 min read
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Forced to walk on a highway,five minutes away from the town,we passed the police.Motorbikes crushed, car glasses everywhere,ambulance already gone.

Terrified,walking beside the people that I don’t know,dark,walking on the glassesafter the accident happened.

I felt every piece of glass under my shoes,and all I wanted was to screamand let everything out of my chest“God ,why can’t you stop this?”but I had to remain quiet.

Safe in my home,drinking tea I silently prayed for their lives,scared for everybody’s lives in my family. Still alive but almost death inside.My heart was bleeding with every breath.

Reminded me of you.

They say everything is happening with a reason,I keep asking for yours.

Time can cure a broken heart,but our hearts when?How in sorrow we are traveling through our livesthinking about you,wishing to be here with us.

Missing your voice,nice and calm.Missing your smile,warm and angelic.Missing your eyes,wild and blue like the ocean.Missing you.

I count the years before and after you.All the places you wentand all the places that you never will.

I think about you,how you felt in the second when you kneweverything is over.

Ambulances and police cars around,fire, fire and fire.Pieces of the car everywhere.You hear sounds,you see people for one last time,screams,not being able to move anymore.You are slowly turning aroundto see where the light that is touching your faceis coming from.Oh, that’s the sun.You are smiling and getting uppeacefully following the path.Stair by stair, God is welcoming you there.

Maybe we weren’t with you in the car,but from that moment,we felt the fire,burning our hearts to the bottom,leaving dust of the soul that supposed to be in peace.Somewhere in our bodies,our hearts are beating different.

You are turning around and looking at me,your smile is still here,your eyes are shining,you reach for my hand.

Then I open my eyes,it’s not real.

If I had only wish,It would be for you to come back.

With heavy thoughts of impossible pictures,with my arms I reach to the sky,feeling the emptiness between them.

With feet unable to come to you,I run,I run towards you,but you left long ago.

Erasing your steps after you,unable to be found,but we reached to the sky and found you somewhere between the starsand sun rays,we found you.

There is no color in this worldlike the color of crying eyes.

There is no wish,stronger than the wishfor someone who forever left,to come back again.

You are worth more than these words,thousands of starsand the gold.

I wish I had wings to fly,to stop that moment that took you away,or at least to say Goodbye,now I never will.

Angel, you don’t have to live without you.

I would do anything to take you back,but no, not anymore.The pain would burn us till dust when you would have to leave us twice.

I would collect every flower ,put them on your path,If that would save you.

Sadly now,I can only put flowers on your grave.

Destiny is that,have peace next to God.

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