|
A poem for a (dead) father (feedback??)
Just one more week
Till it's been a year
Since the day you left here
My knees get weak, I cannot speak
Can't get out of bed
Can't even try to move and
It hurts me to even try to and
I can't get you out of my head
Just one more week until
The one year marker
And I feel it getting darker
Inside my heart.. and so I feel the chill
I've done so many things in the past year
That I know you would not condone
I've done so many things, I never would have known
Had you never have left here...
But you're gone, long gone.
And what's done is done
I find myself coming undone
And becoming more withdrawn
I feel darkness all around me, suffocating
The pain from losing you is strangling me
And I don't think that I will ever see
My way out of this pit of despair and self-hating
I have said so many things I never would have said
Had you never gone away from this world
I've done so many things, hatred unfurled
Inside of me the sadness consumes, as i long to be dead
Just know this one thing, dear father
From your place wherever your are
I love you more than ever now, no matter how far
You are from me now, dear father
-----------------------------------
Enjoy... less than a week now, actually, but when I started it it was saturday night, so it was only a week, so whateverrrrr
Last edited by sicknessdollie : 01-04-2008 at 06:20 PM.
Reason: Finished poem and put it in
|
