My Poems

Lonely

I can't give someone who isn't there a teddy bear,

Nor sit with them in a chair,

I can't stroke their long hair,

Or ever challenge them to a dare,

I can't tickle them till they scream,

I can't watch their sorrowful face as they dream,

Nor beat of the children who are mean,

I cannot shine upon my daughter, a light, a beam,

All I have are these wings,

I can only watch next my king,

A glowing light around my head, a ring,

Everyone of us singing.

Please forgive me daughter, for I will never stray,

Even if you don't know, I will always stay,

I open my arms wide, fingers spread, to try and catch any all of your pain,

But what is left is the loose sorrow that dribbles from my hands to drip onto you, to stain.

I miss you daughter, be proud,

I gave you my life,

Even under pressure, my throat cut deep, under someone else's knife,

Please think of my last moment,

Please forgive me of my decision,

I love you my daughter,

I have no vision,

None in your future,

Except one, where you become a lamb to a slaughter.