Depression And Hate Poems

Chapter 55...All Of My Life

All of my life

I've been waiting for you,

but what's the point in waiting

for someone that only is your dreams come true?

I remember what you like,

but in case I forget I have one photograph,

but the things I will remember most

are things like your smile and things like your laugh.

I will always remember

sitting in the front of your car,

with music playing too loud,

playing air guitar.

When you pulled the trigger in your car,

there was a pink blanket in the make seat,

and that pink blanket was mine,

You had seen wins, and loss, and now showed me defeat.

You thought since I grew up

and you knew that I would be okay,

that it was finally time to end your life,

but did you know you did it on my birthday?

You said in the note

that I added four years to your life,

and I wish I could have added more,

maybe if I would you'd have had a wife.

I don't have many memories, but the ones I do I'll never forget,

because even though I was only four

I remember what you looked like on the outside

and so much more.

I think of you every day,

and often shed a tear,

you would be turning fifty

next year.

All of my life

I'll wait for you,

and in Heaven if your there,

you'll know what you put me through.