Wicked Whispers by Debbie Cantrell Bowers




Wicked Whispers

I could hear them here, and hear them there,
and then I heard them everywhere.
What can we say to hurt her more...
she's probably forgotten the ones from before.
And every time my heart would tear....
I remember as a child the saying..
that sticks and stones may break my bones,
But words would never hurt me.
Well my friend..that's so untrue....
as the scars in my heart will tell you.
Keep on hurting me , as you will..
and the day will come, that I've had my fill.
It's been ten years since you started this cruel game,
and I have continued to send you presents and cards.
I do not play that game, are you trying to drive me insane? I wait and watch for the mailman every day...
thinking maybe you will send me a card, with something nice to say.
And yesterday I got a card , my eyes filled with tears of joy that day..
but then I could see it was not for me, just being returned to me.
It was the card I sent you Dad..for YOUR birthday...
on the card was written Return to Sender.
It was not opened, nor was it read..
so you do not even know the words of love I said.
I cried and hung my head..went upstairs to bed..
but I could not get what happened, out of my head.
Yes, you made me wish that I was dead and gone..
but I knew on my part that would be all wrong.
To give you ..your wish and be gone from earth..
Mom..why did you even carry me to birth???
I ask you up above..is this a test..
as I will continue to do my very best..
I will not give up, nor will I bend...
I will do my best, and hold my head high until the end!!!

Copyright 2004 Debbie Cantrell Bowers





The Midi playing is called "White Satin Sheets" and is performed by Bruce Deboer. Copyright 2003. It is used with his permission.