** i dont know if this counts as a poem.. **
As the little boy sits on the floor...

Its not fair how you left when i needed you,
and its not fair how you left when i was drowning...

They say all i need is you
but what if i don't want you...

You created the warn sun
you created the beautiful moon...

Hoping he wont come home tonight
as i lay in the closet...

Just laying in the ground
with only dirt around...

When you drink i hope you think of me
as ur lips touch the frail glass...

How can he hurt me like he never said he would
How can he say I love you when I know its not the...

It was good while it lasted
but i guess we must move past it...

Who are you too take something from me !
Who are you too tell me that I'm less than what I...

I wish I didnt?? have to deal
Deal with life...

I'm drowning
i cant get out...