i think mommy is angry
because shes not speaking
Daddy's still crying
but this time hes drinking
I sit at the doorway
watching them closely
starring at a coffin
while daddy speaks
"why did you leave"
i didn't understand
Mommy was there
in front of daddy's stare
she didn't leave
She just didn't speak.
Maybe daddy cried
Because there were to many flowers
or was it because
the people dressed in black took up his hours
Mommy looked beautiful
all dressed in white
while she dried daddy's tears
she shined so bright
mommy also had wings
that carried me away
but i guess you should know
that I died that day
YOU ARE READING
It's My Fault
PoetryThese are just some depressing poems ^-^ im new at writing so there might be errors (~*-*)~ n_n ^ ^ (owo) (=w=) (v v) ( v v )