Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Apr 2015
I hear your heavy footsteps stumbling across the floor again
You've got a can in one hand and a bottle of gin
Your clothes are wrinkled and your hair is a mess
Your eyes are bright red and so ******* lifeless
I would try to help you along
But I've learn from the past that it would be terribly wrong
You'd just push me away and say you're okay
And that I need to worry about how my life is today

Father father for I have sinned- I am not enough for you
Not worthy of your love, or to be anywhere close or near you
I've try to be a doll of a daughter, I've try to sew my lips
I've tried to be the child you want and read from all the scrips
But father father can't you see? The only one you have is me.

When you're mad I can feel the heat
You cuss as storm that can't be beat
Your words are knives and I'm your board
You cut so deep like it's a reward
Because of you my mind is hell
Because of you my confidence fell
One day you'll get what you deserve

Father father for I have sinned- I am not enough for you
Not worthy of your love, or to be anywhere close or near you
I've try to be a doll of a daughter, I've try to sew my lips
I've tried to be the child you want and read from all the scrips
But father father can't you see? The only one you have is me.

This is it, I've come to an ending
I'm sick of your voice and I am done pretending
You ungrateful soul I hope you crash
Maybe then you'll realize my wish at last
How hard is it to do your job
Without drinking and promise breaking?
You've broken my trust by the choices you're making.

Father father for I have sinned- is that what you want me to say?
Your screams make me apologize when things don't go your way.
Im so very sorry when I disappoint you
But father father you're the only one to look up to.
this poem is about my friends father.
Sommer Wickham
Written by
Sommer Wickham  Nebraska
(Nebraska)   
947
   Cj, Mike Essig and Court
Please log in to view and add comments on poems