You are wandering father
going astray
why can't you be here
be friend and just stay
Because you go away
much more than before
you are leaving our friendship
you are closing the door
The walls are closing
I have no friend
I have no glee
They all left me
Because I'm nuts
Except for you
Till now you must
I am bad on you
I have no person
I'm worthless and stupid
I am much worse than
What you are
I know you think
you understand
But my lifes no tink
My parents think
my poems are dark
little do they know
they come from my heart
Happiness is gone
don't you see?
I'm letting you goo
I'm letting you free
I'm sorry I put
this pain on you
I hope this is
enough of a clue
I will miss you
very much in fact
I wave to you
For now I've cracked
YOU ARE READING
Poetry. From the broken soul.
PoetryPoetry written over a time span of over ten years. This includes some of my darkest and lightest moments and the stories of others. Most deal with topics such as suicide, depression, family, eating disorders, religion, self harm, acceptance, recover...
