Papa

Papa

A Poem by AKhaus

Papa I am not well.
I woke this morning to a different language and everyone seems different.
Oh Papa, how I do not know how I feel.
I am so cold.
Insufficient and lacking the mental fortitude to see this through.
Who is my friend and who is my foe?
Papa I don't know.

© 2018 AKhaus


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Beautiful. I like the fact you used the word "papa", I dunno why, it really fits here.

Posted 7 Years Ago


AKhaus

7 Years Ago

thank you, it's about reaching back so I can look forward

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AKhaus
AKhaus

Columbus, OH



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A Poem by AKhaus