Numb again

by wicked with wings   Dec 3, 2004


This young boy
lye in his bed,
waiting for daddy
to come home again
not knowing that he will never see him
lost,
depressed,
little boy
he prays to God
yet he doesn't listen
sinned,
not
forgiven,
having to see he will never be the same
tries to open his eyes
but sown shut tight
love,
hate,
he tells himself that daddy will be home
still clueless that dads very very late
will he ever awake
can't fell his arms,
can't move his legs,
blood
shattered
still not the same,
tired And
cold
breathless and
old
falling away
looking glass stays
trying to breath
yet not hearing me,
echo
stained
-mom walks in
tucks in her little boy goodnight
with tears in her eyes
from this horrible sight
Doctor says that she has to let go
but thats her boy
in that
bed
oh so
as she pulled the plug
the young boy wondered
whats gone wrong
why couldn't he move for so long
Daddy's in jail
for hurting him
for killing him
the little boy
that loved his father
oh
so
much
could never again
feel his fathers warm touch,
bright light
begging not to go...
fathers on death sentence
little boy goes home.

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  • 19 years ago

    by *Elizabeth*

    WOW! i loved this poem!!! it was definately amazing!! I like the simplicity of it, yet it was overwhelmingly powerful...great job hun!!!! I cant wait to read more!!

    P.S. Thank you for your beautiful comments, they meant sooooo much to me..I can't even tell you how that made me feel!!
    thank you hun!

    I wish you the very best in life!!! Feel free to email me anytime if you need someone to talk to!!
    luv always
    elizabeth