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Jan 2016
Since I lost my father
Mother
I've been losing my touch with everything
Mother
Like the gravity of it has finally hit me
Isolated and gone
Momma
I wish it wasnt like this
Mum
I wish i didnt feel like this
Like a lost lil kid under a bridge cars passing him by with a sign in his hand
Wondering where the hell is home
Mommy
It amazes me that i am about to see 20 and my dad died this year
so i  gathered up my soul and burned a bush for something to happen
like killing myself would bring him back
A life for an life
and eye for and eye
I just have yet to go blind
that reality isn't fine
Cazador
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Cazador  Japan (Stationed)
(Japan (Stationed))   
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