Father!
U stay strong..
U try not to show..
What u think..
But it doesn't work..
U abuse yourself..
Not in the form of a scar..
But in the form of intoxication..
It doesnt help..
I see the pain..
When u say that u are going to kill yourself..
Just stay a little longer..
Watch your kids be happy..
We will get though this..
Together..
And u never know maybe the happiness of my siblings will rub off on u..
Don't worry about me..
I'm to far gone to cure..
There is no hope for me..
Help yourself..
Don't go as far as I did..
Promise?
A/N: This is for my dad. I see the pain he goes through everyday. He thinks he is alone. But he doesn't know how much I understand. He doesn't get the fact that I know whey he feels. He drinks. it doesn't help. It kills him slowly. I watch. And I follow down the path with him. I go with him. I just can't leave him alone. So I follow him. 6 Kids. But only 3 of them are happy. He doesn't get that his own kids are battling with him.
ILYSM Dad!
XOXO
Trenitty
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Im tired! Book of Poems And Thoughts.
RandomThese are just thoughts and poems for thoes people who ever think that they have lost everything and have nothing to look foward to. I write these all myself!