This is how it happened…. the night I found my dad!!

MY POEM

The way it was

9 years ago things seemed good to me,
You had a wife with your children, the way it should be.
We loved you so much,
You were are rock,
But that last Monday at home,
Time seem to stop.
With the telly on, me and mum sat out side,
We started to chat, the usual confide,
A horn from the road, Wesley was here,
Little I knew to come was fear.
I still hear the music you played in my room,
I got up to go,
I was going out soon.
Kissed mum goodbye as I turned to the door,
I made my way across the floor.
I reach for the handle, it turns in my hand
Pull the door open, and there I just stand.
I thought he was asleep on the edge of the bed,
How wrong I was, he was already dead.
I could hear a scream, let loud and free,
Little did I know that scream was from me.
I ran to his side to try cut him loose,
The more that I tried,
The tighter the noose.
Finally free we dragged to the floor,
Im trying to be strong, Im crying no more.
His body so limp, his face so grey,
I knew In my heart, its his final day.
We tried to revive while waiting for the ambulance,
But I could see in mums face, he didn’t have a chance.
A cough from his body gave false sense of hope,
I thought he’d survive, not that he’d choke.
My brother behind me, screaming and crying,
“You can’t fucking leave us, don’t you be dying”.
My sisters upstairs, just children at the time,
They never saw the horror of our dads crime.
The ambulance now there, the neighbours around
Its just like a nightmare, I can’t hear a sound.
We rush to the hospital and hours we wait,
For the sound of the doctor to tell of his fate.
The time had now come, all the family together,
We all held our breath, praying things had got better.
The doctor came in, no more did we wait.
“Im sorry” they say, but it was too late”.
Collapsed to the floor, my heart had just died,
I look at my family, who just cried and cried.
They took us to this room, where is body lay still,
He just looks asleep, this cannot be real.
I lean on his body and cry on his chest,
I wish you knew dad, that you were the best.
Ill never forget you, till the day I die,
Just wish it was easier to not always cry.
We have all grown up now and years have gone past,
But the pain of that night is here to last.
When you look at us now, I hope that you smile,
I wish I could see you just for a while.
To give you a kiss, a hug and my love,
I know you are watching from up above.
For now though my heartache will remain with me,
Until the day you come back and set me free.

By Holly Bryan
16/07/2010