By Crystal  cwilkinson_85@hotmail.com
Date: 29 August 1999

Where do you run?

I sit on the phone as my mother tells me,
he's passed away,
to a better life she says trying to comfort my tears.
A better life?
Why did he have to go?
i sound like a child not understanding death.
Can it really ever be understood to the point where you don't cry?
If so, then why does "death" sound like the worst name I've ever heard?
Why does it hurt to breathe, knowing there's someone actually missing in your life?
I'm just thankful, I have someone here beside me to comfort me when I can't run
home to my mother and lie in her arms, with her running her fingers through my hair saying it'll all be okay.
THANK YOU!  My sweet angel!