Hi dad, it's been awhile since I've been able to say that.
The days you've been able to make me smile have passed.
Just that thought of those days make me tremble.
I remember just about every one of those days, and dissemble.
I used to feel so alive and well, now I am dead and dull.
Now that I think about it, I was such a tool.
I've written some songs now, can you hear them?
Do they shine, like the brightest gem?
Now you're gone, I hurt some more.
And I wonder what it's all for.
I'm sorry dad, I've done some things.
I can no longer spread my wings.
I'm empty and dull, with everything to hide.
I know I no longer, feel alive.
If I write this poem, will it come along?
Can I sing a song to hear you hum along?
I just want you to know, I'm different now.
Cause I won't allow,
Someone else to come and ruin me.
They can come and set me free.
I have one last thing to utter.
In case this is thrown in the gutter.
Please come back, I can be
Your shining key
You always needed
I always knew that you succeeded.
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Fallin Poems
PoetryHey guys, this is going to be many poems of my thoughts, hope you like them!
