Who is that? I think I might know
He is quiet and sad
Filled with such woe
I hear him drown, and I cry helloHe shakes his head and cries
The sound of his heart breaking
Because of the decisions he has madeHis heart is selfish, depressed, and deep
But he has promises he has sworn to keep
Until then, he can barley sleep
He just lies in bed and weepsHe rises with sadness in his head
Sometimes he wishes to be dead
Passing the time with dread
God only knows
What's going on inside his headHe feels all alone
But that's only in his head
If only he could see in real life
He might be happy insteadIf you're reading this
Know that I am here for you
I know the feelings going through you're head
I have felt them too
Someday this all could end
You're life doesn't have to be a dead end
The help is out there
You just have to jump the hoops
I know it's hard
I have been there tooBut, it's been so long
I'm starting to miss you..........
YOU ARE READING
Help (a poem for my Father)
PoetryThis poem is dedicated to J.T, (not gonna type is actual name) I miss you lots, know that you're not alone.