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Sep 2018
The wind will never die
To me it blow so jealous
You even hear it sigh
Never did I wish this stone on your back
Never wanted to be that love you lack
My mind is so tired
Running in circles that never matter
Hands so tight
Fingers so stiff
You always give ny heart a little lift
My feet run but never move
On a mission with no purpose
Cant fight to change or change the fight
My daughter's breath is what gives me might
I stand over & watch you at night
My fist becomes clenched too tight
Crushing my dreams faster then light
Never the same
My past is gone
Today is a new
All I know is i will be with you
To die to dust becomes a must
I become the wind!
Thinking I was a horrible father because i didnt want to be a dad anymore and jiat want to give up BUT HER CALL OUT FOR DADDY BRINGS ME A SMILE
Jacob s gurrola
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Jacob s gurrola  28/M/Chula vista
(28/M/Chula vista)   
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