misplaced love

another peom about my dad

Dad every day i prayed you would come and see me to take the pain away and tell me everything is okay,

but days turned to weeks and weeks turned to months i knew then it would never be the same the father i knew had gone away.Back in the good days we would sit around and laugh everything was cool just a big happy family,now i know better you and mom fought and argued and i did not know what was happening.I needed a father not a friend some one to take care of me when i was young but all you did was drink and get high never thinking about some day that i might move on and it would be better that way.

 

Author's Note

okay this is a new poem read it ,review it love it or hate it i dont care.