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Phasma de Oceanus
Poems
Sep 2014
Work Bound
She walked to the
Beginning of time,
Just to clear her head.
She hoped that if
She went back to the
Past, she'd understand
What went wrong.
The memory replayed
Like a stuck record.
He walked to the
Front door, so early
In the morning that
The sun had barely
Risen, and shadows
Scattered across the
Ground like the ****
Of his cigarettes and
Cans of beer.
She remembered that
He didn't drink,
And knew something was
Wrong. She ran to
The front door,
Just in time to see
Him leaving.
"Where are you
Going, Daddy"
He smiled sadly
And kissed her
Forehead.
"Daddy's gotta for
For a while, until
Mommy is happy again."
She didn't quite
Understand, she
Thought he'd be back
Soon. But it took a
Walk through time to
Understand that he wasn't
Coming back; that
Mommy and Daddy
Were done for good.
Mommy's excuse was that
Daddy was work bound,
And he'd come back soon.
But the truth is, Daddy
Didn't want to face his babies,
So he disappeared early in the morning.
#sad
#home
#depressed
#family
#likes
#feedback
Written by
Phasma de Oceanus
26/F/Missouri
(26/F/Missouri)
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