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By eleanor maslen

I cant do this anymore, im giving up dad. i know your lost, and you cant find your way home, but can you try dad? im all alone. the last thing you said to me, was i love you red, do you know how many tears this little girl shed? I really belived id done something wrong, and that was why you stayed away for so long. Come home now dad, your chairs still warm, no ones there for me dad, during those storms. You know that the thunder made me cry, why wont you come home dad why wont you try? Are you proud of me dad? can you even see? i dont know where you are dad, were you want to be. i remember begging dad, and praying aloud, that this was a dream, you would be found. I dont belive dad, in god anymore, his love his trust what he stands for i cant even begin dad, to describe the pain, its just a storm that wont end dad, the pouring rain.

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September 12, 2011 20:25lance

sad sad sad

September 14, 2011 13:04eleanor maslen

thats life :)

July 1, 2012 03:31Laura Glossop

So much emotion in this poem, can completely relate to how u felt on this subject. Good writing :) xx