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by Emily Apr 30, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Everyday I pray at night, hoping everything will go alright, starring at the bright colored moon, wishing I could see you soon, wanting my father there, I wonder if he has a heart to care, all the unsent latter's I have kept, when his own kids he can't accept, this has been going on for so long, what could I have done so wrong, I doubt he even misses me, he is the father he didn't want 2 be, he totally broke my heart, & tore my life apart, for so long I felt like a fool, just another set aside tool, what happened 2 my Dad, what could have drove him mad, I never would imagine this coming, he used to be joyful & loving,
by Emily
thanx!!! i look forward in reading yours.
by -Erin-
Thats sad. good poem though Keep on writring and allways believe <3 Erin