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by Shelby G. Mar 12, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about death
I took a picture of a girl But she did not seem to smile I sat there and I waited For the longest while I took a picture of that girl But tears race down her face At first thought she got hurt Thats only half the case I thought mabey she was in pain She was, but in a different way At first is wasn't sure of it "Whats the matter?" I did say But no reply rang out And that school picture, re-taken "Your boy friend must have left you Or could I be mistaken? "My father died this morning But mother didn't care She sent me off to school As she played with her thick hair" And as I heard these words A pain broke in my chest "I'm so terrebly sorry May I hear the rest?" "My father had woken up And made a pot of coffee Mother came in after Thats when I had seen.." "What my dear, sweet child What action had you seen? Did your mother hurt your father? What could it have been?" "A knife clutched in her hand He didn't hear her coming After that I blacked out I woke up to her humming" "She hummed a happy tune My father was long gone And mother told me he left But I knew she was wrong" "My father died this morning And I think I'll be next I'd explain it if I could But mom is so complex" Without another word I sent her on her way And I shot some pictures At school the next day The girl who didn't smile Wasn't here this afternoon I fear that her young life Was taken much too soon I should have done something To prevent such action Now I've learned I can't afford Any late reactions --------------------------------------------------- *Please rate and comment*
by Andrea
wow...amazing story, i love it!