A Poem Poem by samantha mogridge

A Poem


Everyday I just sit there, in that chair,
Wondering if this life was really fair,
I did everything I thought was great,
But its all just slipping away is this just fate?
Am I just waiting here to die?
Waiting until my soul floats up to the angels in the sky,
I wish I made my life a more exciting place to be,
Where’s my family and friends who said that they would always be there for me?
The embarrassment of not being able to go to the bathroom alone it’s not the same,
Just because I can’t speak doesn’t mean I have no shame,
I sit there with insane old people wondering about the place,
Realising that’s probably what I look like but the mirror I cannot face,
Memories go around my head of when I was a little girl,
Memories of my mum and dad, I was their precious pearl,
I used to be the life of a party I was the one who everyone would want to invite,
Now they forget about me, just keep me in the corner, out of site,
Oh where did my youth go?
I wish I had another chance in life I wouldn’t feel so low,
I would smile at folk who passed me by,
I would love everyone I met and watch the sun rise into that beautiful sky,
But now I sit, wondering about what could have been,
I would have had the greatest life anyone would have seen.