For Dad

For Dad

A Poem by Kamari's
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Very personal

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Dad it's me and I have to ask why did you leave.
I am growing up without you here
I wish I could hate you for leaving us
but I can not stay mad at the dead.
I made big milestones without having you here 
to cheer me on,
other kids sometimes ask
where you are at you do not know
the pain it brings me when I see thier I am sorry
look on your face.
You did not think of the hell it would bring me
saying my daddy died they never ask how
people close to me it was by your hands on a gun
you never thought how it would I would feel when mom told me.
Dad you could of came home instead and watch me grow up along side mom
like any parets would.
I do not get to have you walk me down the isle , be there
when I have kids, and to help out with things in between.
No, you choose a gun blast instead of doing any of that 
leaving me and mom on our own
why dad why?! I do not even remember you cause i was only 3 when you 
decided to leave I am told I am alot like you execept I never take the easy way out
and what hurts the most is when I ask why no one can answer
and I can not be mad because you are my dad and somehow 
I love you.

© 2014 Kamari's


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and what hurts the most is when I ask why no
one can answer
and I can not be mad because you are my dad
and somehow
I love you.

As Avinash has said, word are short for it. Great one.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Kamari's

10 Years Ago

Thank you this and three other poems will be written before I give my full attention to rum and cok.. read more
My words would be short to do justice to your beautiful poem. In return what I can do is to share this short story : http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/avinash_21k/1313539/

Posted 10 Years Ago


Kamari's

10 Years Ago

Request the poem the url won't go and thank you

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Kamari's
Kamari's

Bay, AR



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I come from a small town in Arkansas , I have always been different hardly an men flirt with me because I guess I'm too driven or I'm too weird. I love to read, draw, paint, and write my favorite pain.. more..

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