This tale is true and mine.
I have lived this life, and will till the end of time
Though I have lived through the good and bad.
This is the time that makes me the most sad.
I was five and a Daddy's girl.
With my father by my side, i shown like a pearl.
I knew that the fun times I had with my dad would not last.
But I did not know that the times with him would end so fast.
I wish that the tears I cried were not mine.
I could have helped, I could have hugged, I could have healed.
I wish that my life could have been set and sealed.
I wish that he was able to stand by my side.
He was not there so with in him i could confide.
He was my father, my friend, my fortress.
I miss the sound of his voice and his warm embrace.
Iif knew that i could say one last thing to my father,
I would ask him why he felt the life was not worth living,
why he did not even bother.
I would tell him that he has always been in my heart.
My mother remarried and i got a fresh new start.
My step father filled the black hole that was left in me.
And i knew that i would live up to all and more that he exspected me to be.
But like a strike of lightning that hits the earth without remorse.
He was torn from me by an uncontrollable force.
He was taken from us a year before.
To this day my wounds feel like a unending gore.
My heart has been torn for the second and last time.
What did i do wrong?
Was wanting a father in mylife, my crime?
So now they both are gone and still i do not know what i did wrong.
But i live with the comfort of knowing that i will be able to see them before long.
My Life's Story (read the introduction if you want to understand the meaning) my sister wrote this and she doesn't relizze how g
This is a poem about me and my two fathers. Its true and that's the sad part. I lost two fathers i deeply loved between the ages of five and eight.Did you like this poem? Write one of your own!
