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Dustyn Smith Jun 2012
To my dear mother I would just like to say
Happy Father's Day
You are there for me when he is not
You given me more that I can ever repay
You give me enough love
For more than two parents
You protected me from monsters under the bed
And from boys, that you knew were bad
Sometimes I don't appreciate all that you do
You've had the job of father as well as mother
And for that I thank you
I look up to you and hope one day
To be as strong and amazing as you are
Some people may look at you and see
Just a normal person on the street
But when I look at you
I see my mom, super woman, two people in one
The one that will always be there for me
Happy Father's Day Mom
I love you
©Dustyn Smith
Dustyn Smith Jun 2012
In honor of Father's day I decided
On a hunt I would go to find my father
I used google and facebook
Finally I found him
I saw his picture and began to cry
I cried and cried for a long time
I don't know how long but it wasn't long enough
I cried some more until my eyes ran dry
I saw pictures of my half siblings
Pictures of his wife
And wondered why I wasn't good enough
Why didn't he want me
How come they get a dad and I don't
Was it something I did or something I said
Was it just me that made him go away
Maybe it wasn't me
Maybe he just wasn't in love
Maybe he didn't want to stay with my mom
But if not for her sake
Why not mine
I guess when you're 18
You don't think about that
I was only 2 I just wanted to talk to my dad
Why didn't you answer the phone
Why didn't you want to talk to me
I guess if he had
I wouldn't be where I am now
Then again I'm a wreck, a disaster, a mess
I could get all my questions answered
With just one click
It seems like the things that should be so easy
Are usually the hardest
Just a click and type some words and send it
But I can't I freeze over the button
Maybe my questions will never be answered
They probably won't be
Maybe I'll never know why
I never had a father
And why I never got to say
Happy Father's Day
©Dustyn Smith

For those of you that do
Be grateful to have a father that loves you
Dustyn Smith Jun 2012
I swore I wouldn't care
I do
I swore I wouldn't cry
I sobbed
I swore I would let it go
I held tighter
I swore I wouldn't look
I stared
I swore I would be strong
I crumbled
I swore I would stay away
I got closer
I swore I wouldn't think of him
I did
I swore I would hate him
I love him

It seems to me that the promises I break the most
Are the ones that I make to myself
©Dustyn Smith
Dustyn Smith Jun 2012
What is this craziness
It's something I haven't seen
For over 7 years
But I remember it as if it was yesterday
Words running through my brain
Spilling out my mouth
The beat is so familiar
The characters look the same as ever
I remember them all
The familiar faces seem to soothe me
I'm not entirely sure why
Totally entranced as I once was
I watch on and on
©Dustyn Smith

I'm watching Sailor Moon... Don't judge me.
Dustyn Smith Jun 2012
The ticking clock runs slow
Time seems to slow with it
Heads nod as the professor teaches
Pencils slow as class runs long
It should have ended an hour ago
No one realizes that the clock has stopped
When will it be over?
No one knows, everyone cares
The professor looks up at the clock
Sighs and keeps teaching
Stuck at 2:55 the second hand twitches
Some one checks their watch its 4 o'clock
They try to let him know
He reprimands them
Finally he checks his own watch
It is also broken
He keeps teaching
And teaching
We go through a weeks worth of lessons
Its now 7 o'clock
Some one tries to leave
He shuts the door
Still he teaches
How I do now know
Eventually the lights go off
Now we can leave
We see him smirking as we walk away
He knew all along
He just wanted to see if we would stay
And we did
Just like good little sheep
Doing everything the shepherd says
Without a second thought
Maybe not next time though
Maybe he won't get away with it
But we are the sheep, we do not think
We do whatever he tells us to
©Dustyn Smith

I honestly don't know what I think of this.
Dustyn Smith Jun 2012
I'm loosing my mind
People fighting all the time
Anger spilling over
From their lives into mine
I need an escape, a secret place
I try to hide within my thoughts
But the anger resides even there
Turning my wonderful daydreams
Into horrifying nightmares
Instead of hope and love
There's doubt and indifference
I can't take it anymore
If only I could just pack up and leave
Go somewhere that no one fights
Maybe then I would get my mind back
I have yet to find this place
I begin to wonder
If such a place even exists
I doubt it
©Dustyn Smith
Dustyn Smith May 2012
The sun sinks down below the horizon
     What am I doing with my life?
Another day passes and turns to night
     Why am I here?
The moon rises bright and full
     Is this all that there is?
Stars are shining beneath the clouds
     How did I get to this place?
The streets are getting quieter
     Where did I go wrong?
People going to sleep and others waking up
     Am I really crazy?
Owls hoot and raccoon scratch
     *Who am I?
©Dustyn Smith

A personal poem about what happens and what I think about pretty much every night.
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