today is your birthday
let's see it's been..what
six years of you
haunting my darkest
hours of nightime
thundering feet
stomping like hooves
to propel me
kick me down the stairs
I felt guilty
you died a painful death
I wished that
I felt guilty
you fell in a coma
the day I said
"why won't he just die already!'
So today you would have been

ummm who cares
for even though my love and forgiveness
is strong
my mind and weighted chest and mind
will never ever forget


(c) jessica brooke 6/26/10