"hasen" poems
Too tired to stay awake. Too scared to go to sleep.
I close my eyes
And the nightmares creep
They shadow over every wall
They jump and shout
They whisper and crawl
I try to keep from letting them win
These nightmares are only my thought deep within
So I listen to music to block it all out
but it won't fricken work they're just way too loud
And then the tears begin to fall down
As I stare at this screen because I daren't look around
I sit there a rock backwards and fourth
Backwards and fourth
I sit there and rock backward and fourth
Until I wake up in the morning's light
And this thing hasen't happened just one or twice
Why do you think that i'm up at this time?
Do you think I just deprive myself of sleep?
Do you think I'd lie about all these things?
Do you think that I'd make you read these words?
If all that it were was a way to be heard?
No.
Since the seventh of Feb 200 and now
I haven't slept without freaking out
can't properly sleep because I see his face
and when I do it scares me for days
I see him so cold lied there all alone
And no one can help him or bring him back home
There's just so much
That I will always regret
And there's so much more that I should have said
I wish I could change it go back and be there
Dad
I'm sorry
I should have been there
I should have seen the signs
I should kept you from losing your mind
I should have known
If I had known
I could have helped
I could have saved youur life
Saved you from all of that unfairness and strife
NO one should have to deal with that
especially someone as amazing as you
Dad
I miss you.
I don't know what to do.
Please tell me what to do?
Dad I don't have a clue.
They say I will move on with my life
But you're my hero
my king
my everything
I will always need you
I will always need you back
I just can't seem to chose the right path
To go down anymore
I need my daddy back
To help me live, to help my heart heal and soar.
So come back.
Please.
Come back.
Dad.
Withought you.
I can't
Sleep.
May 31, 2014
May 31, 2014 at 9:29 PM UTC
She asked him out
She told me he said no
He actually said maybe
He said that with smirk
He hasen't said yes or no
Oct 30, 2018
Oct 30, 2018 at 4:28 PM UTC
The heavenly stars were shining
The celestial moon was bright
The earth was churned and ravaged
Dead bodies lay rotting in sight
The trees that once had beauty
With blossom that brightly shone
Now stand torn and splintered
Signs of love and peace have all gone
The cries of torn men and horses
Are silenced by mornings deep frost
These brave young men and chargers
Sacrificed not heeding of cost
Just boys who had a poor future
When times were terribly hard
Had to take what life delt them
With minds and psyche badly scared
You see them on the streets daily
Mutilated and tapping white stick
With minds and body's broken
No one cares for the the pain of the sick
Some sit on cold wet curb stones
Their bright shining medels on view
They ask were my eyes really worth it
Whilst begging a copper or two
The dear sweetharts they departed
From them love does no longer stem
They left proud strong and handsom
They returned just shadows of men
A hundred years have now departed
It was the war to end all future wars
Man hasen't yet learnt a lesson for living
Always picking and openingold scores.
Nov 9, 2014
Nov 9, 2014 at 9:03 AM UTC