Dear FatherA Poem by Billy Sullivant
Dear father, I was inside.
I can't survive here anymore. Will your dreams with you, then live a life like before? Don't release yourself to me. But find your answer to live, since I've never felt a birth of a candlelit, shaded life. I'm a ghost that'll wait for you. A summer to come for us, might show. No promise of this, I will make. So dark... It surrounds me. Father? What is this place? I know that I'm drifting into safety in someones arms, never to be yours. I knew she'd separate you and me.
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StatsAuthorBilly SullivantPaducah, KYAboutI am the one and hopefully only, Billy Sullivant. I have just made an account on this site to get my poetry, thoughts, beliefs and feelings out into a small part of the world. There really isn't.. more..Writing
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