On the way home

On the way home

I know she is feeling alone
 I turn the music down and she starts to cry

In my heart and mind I want to know why

I feel a lot of thing but, mostly sad, mad, and bad

Sad because I know I am the one that she misses

Mad because she is finally realizing this

Bad because she can’t give me those good night kisses

She tells me about the letter she wrote to me

The one she wishes I could see

She explains how she is hurting

She explains how she feels like deserting

She cries even more

I know that her mind is sore

She thinks about me as a child

Back then when the drugs were mild

She tells me that the hard liquor and the coke is what messed her up

She tells me that she misses me drinking out of a Sippy cup

In the drive way of the home

The people inside have me grown

I explain to her that I am very depressed

All the burdens she has caused, makes my heart feel so compressed

I tell her what hurts me the most

Back then when her drugs were her host

Then I start to cry

Because I know it is time for me to say goodbye

I am not ready to go

I feel like I could go and crawl in a hole

I wanted to tell her more

But she keeps on talking about the Pittsfield w***e

She is afraid she won’t be loved by the man she is with

She tells me that some days she feels like she doesn’t want to live

I tell her that I love her and we part our ways

In my heart I wanted to stay

Off to bed that night

I felt like I am on a flight

In my dreams were I am gone and out of sight.

Reviews

[Leslie Philibert]

You are more than a fun person,you write well.Liked the couplets and the tempo.
Well done.

[MiaIntheSkywithDiamonds]

Pretty with good structure. Very nice!

[Katie]

nice flow to it, very well-written:] i liked this piece, and ending was lovely as well. thanks for sharing this piece!

[Crystal]

i wanted some input on this