That ManA Poem by Emilia Cole
He,Him.Father,Man
Known but distant Alive but dead Lost but existent I know him He came every second weekend What a joke He want's me to say he's perfect He isn't but he's the only one I have Right? I'm not very religious So I don't have the wonder of 'GOD' But I have my insanity My depression My hate My unwanted self In place of a existent, very real man the one whose not there when I need him the most When I ran away from it all to go to the devil only to find i wasn't wanted there Only for me to go to the demons of waking hours Damn That Man Damn him to the devil that would not take my pain to keep Hell I must sound insane Talking like this but then again I did mention I was Didn't I?
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5 Reviews Added on January 7, 2017 Last Updated on January 7, 2017 AuthorEmilia ColeClayton,Watertown, NYAboutI am an aspiring writer but I am talented in Fiction,Fantasy. And poems 14 years of age more..Writing
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