Depression And Hate Poems

Chapter 47...Father Doesn't Bother

My father doesn't bother to write or contact me.

I wonder what the reason is for him not wanting me.

I thought you said you cared.

You left me here little, alone, and scared.

I would have been much better off

If you had stayed over here with me.

Instead of saying those things you said,

I worked so hard not to care.

I just feel so sad, lonely, and blue

If only you knew all the things I've been through.

I'm sure it would have tempted you with a reason to stay,

all you left me was a chill.

Now my heart is empty still.

Was it so hard to love your child?

I'm sure you had to leave the state.

I hope you know you made my fate.

My fate of not feeling worthly of love.

So if I ever see you again,

I'll read you the title of this poem,

I'll turn the other way and say,

My Father doesn't bother.