what did I do
for you to leave
always expected
yet I still grieve.
moved on so sudden
making no call
no last words
making my heart fall.
how you could cut me out
like I'm not ment for your life
filling me with doubt
separating us with a knife.
always yelling
fighting
screaming
invisible gun sighting.
you've ruined me
but in not mad
no matter what
you'll always be my dad.
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryShe had a dream, that one day someone will read her work and not see her, but her heart. These are my "journal entries" in more of a English paper kind of way I guess... I just needed somewhere to maybe have a chance at someone reading them.
