They're there cause they have to be.
But there's always one that's there needlessly.
They gave you life and loved you then.
But growing up the love seemed to dim.
Unfortunate events and unnecessary emotions.
Why can't there just be a loving devotion?
Why can't you just be there?
Why is it so hard?
Everything has an ugly remark.
Way to make us feel like a star.
At least I made a life.
Not much thanks to you.
Yeah sure, you were here and there, but never when I was scared.
That's okay. I forgive you.
But never will I forget though.
Too many bad memories, playing in my head on shuffle.
YOU ARE READING
Book Of Poems (From the Hart)
PoetryAnytime I have words pop in my head and they just flow together so nice, I have to get them down on paper. Now I have decided to put them all together in a book for everyone to enjoy.
