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Fan WritingPoetry, page 17by Tomey For years I've stared at your pictures upon my wall Always smiling at my waking call As a child I counted the minutes to return home to your gaze And give you and overview of my school day. I've since grown-up and reluctantly taken your face off the wall Except for my favorite, which, is strategically hung out of view of all Not that I'm ashamed of you or have tossed you away, But many don't understand the comfort you bring at the end of the day. Obsession? I wouldn't say that. I don't keep a tally of all your facts. Only wait for your appearance on the big screen, And of course any news releases reporters might bring. As we increased our years your photos changed. Your gaze was distant, detached as if troubled that day. Not knowing your history I simply withdrew to the sweet smiling child of our yesterday. It was from that memory once in a while in my dream we simply would play. For in my present world I prepared for a chance encounter somewhere. For you were my mentor, my friend, my confidant on my journey toward my career. I don't understand why you chose to leave at this time. I don't know the pressures you left behind. I do know I hope you are at peace and have journeyed toward the light. I know I will still look over at you each morning and night. And on occasion will anxiously await for my friend to step over to play in the sand. Contributed by Tomey McGowen by Julia Hübner Burned out All cried out How I love you Inside out Over and over again Keep my memories alive Save me from the dark Of neverending sadness Save me from the insanity Of unrequited love Too late Too soon he left Admired him from far Didn’t know what went on In his soul His soul is a house We want to live there I never want to lose my memory Crying in the pouring rain Of a November night You left us all We stay with with love and grief I wonder Will I see you again You left before I could miss you Years after I found you I lost you again Where can I look for you now? Contributed by Julia Hübner by Roseva Hoolan I know you wish that you could've changed the outcome of that day. That you knew the magic words to say to change what he did. See you feel helpless and you question what if? But nothing could've changed the way he ended it. And all you can do is feel the emptiness. No one could understand, why he would do such a thing like that. So handsome, so talented, but something was taunting him. His mind wasn't free. He was in desperate need of some release. Peace of mind was a luxury nothing could buy and that's why he took his own life. So you can spend the rest of your days wondering what you could've said to make it ok. But that's just a waste of time, cause you didn't live inside his mind. And you might say it's a waste, get angry and curse his fate. But I say your ignorance is blinding me. Shed tears for the loss, it hurts down to the core. For the people left behind it is the worst of all. But I know God forgives lost souls, and for the people that just can't take no more. There's a place where they don't have to suffer. They're forgiven. Jonathan Brandis I know you found peace in the lord's kingdom. Author's Note: My name is Roseva Hoolan and i'm a singer/songwritter and a poet from the bronx. This poem is dedicated to all of the family and friends who are suffering the loss of a loved one due to suicide. And that their lives aren't looked down upon. That they shouldn't be forgotten but should live on in the hearts of those who loved them for all eternity. This poem is also dedicated to the lost souls out there who feel there is no bright towmorrow may they find that light at the end of the tunnel. And not give up hope that their will be a better towmorrow. Contributed by Roseva Hoolan by Kate When someone steps into your heart And saves you from yourself They become timeless, a legend to last They’re larger than life itself Then came that November day It cut me like a knife How could someone so young, so bright Choose to take their life I was thirteen when I saw him first My life was upside-down Wordlessly he rescued me Brought me gently to higher ground Of this, I know, he never knew But he meant the world to me When I could count on nothing in life He comforted me in my dreams Watching over me like an angel From the posters on my walls I wondered what his life was like As I blocked out the screaming in the hall My house was like a war-zone But there was solace in my room My angel watching over me So I could sleep amidst the gloom He remained there on my walls, for many, many days Giving me strength through the trying times My guiding light in the haze To him I whispered all my fears My hopes and wishes, too I grew older, but never forgot, the boy I never knew The day we moved, I had a moment Of not knowing what to do If I was such a “grown up” now Should I decorate with something new? I took down every poster, and folded them with care Determined I would start afresh Years later, I still missed his stare Although no longer on my walls He remained always in my heart I still whispered to him my hopes and dreams As I lay in my room in the dark He lived the life I thought I wanted Of talent, fame and lights I never dreamed that darkness hid Behind those eyes so bright Years came and went, but few were the days He didn’t cross my mind My thoughts kept drifting to the man Who unwittingly saved my life He gave me a chance at childhood To explore my hopes and fears He smiled down at me, sympathetically All those nights I spent in tears He inspired me to do the things I never thought I could Though he didn’t know, he’d touched my life He brought out of me something good The person who I am today, is not who I’d have been Had he not slipped past the chains on my heart Silently stealing his way in Now ten years later and out of college, I charged out into life Smiling at how, when I was young, I believed I’d be his wife A “grown up” now, but still a child in oh so many ways No one knows I still think of him nearly every single day My last breath of childhood, my light in the storm He always brought a smile to me I never thought things could go so wrong For my best childhood memory Contributed by Kate by Jessica Moran Soaring through the darkness in a blinding flash of light, A single star stood out. his light bright Phoebus Could not but envy. His warmth gave life to Gentle Terra, who now weeps for her stolen star. This ember that grew from flicker to flame was too rich for use for earth too dear and now by vile death has been put out.... Yet one small comfort remains in this Star Fire's light will shine for eons to come despite the death of its source. So that our cold barren hearths can some semblance of mirth regain. Contributed by Jessica Moran |
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In memoriam, Jonathan Gregory Brandis 1976-2003 |
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