Father, Father
Your little girl wants to die.
Father, Father
She cries for you at night.
Father, Father
Don't you care if she's not alright?
Father, Father
Another bottle finished,
Aren't you tired with all this?
Father, Father
Why did you give up?
Was she not good enough?
Was it just too much?
Father, Father
I know you're dying
I forgive you for all times you made us cry
I forgive you for all the bottles you drank dry
I forgive you for all the sleepless nights and lonely days
I forgive you for giving up on me.
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Poems
PoetryThis is a book for my own poems and some poems I can relate to but are not mine. Please vote if you like them and comment if I should do anything differently. :)
