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I've always loved my 2 Daddies
I've always held them tight
For these 2 men gave me
With Love and Stability
Kept the glitter in my eyes.

2 men who work so hard
To keep a Trio on hand
Kept the world at safe
Put a smile on our face.

My Daddy began drinking
Daddy became an Alcoholic
Later that year
My daddy was taken away.

Broken Hearted to know
My Daddy was stumbling,
and falling, and drinking,
******* on himself.

Daddy stood time and time
By his side, to find him drinking
From time to time.
Daddy promised Daddy no more
Drinking. When Daddy looked
Away, Daddy was drinking once again,
Alcohol destroys a persons mind.
The Night is young as i move towards the woods I run into a shadow, as i look into the shadows eyes i see disperse with anger and rage. As i come upon the shadow himself i notice the shadow itself clinging on to me as if im the shadow itself. He stays so close beside me, he's a coward you can see; I'd think shame to stick as that shadow sticks to me! One morning, early before the sun comes up I notice my shadow is gone. As i think and wonder where has my dark friend has gone to. Mesmorized in my own little world, as the sun comes down and darkness approaches my friend appears lurking behind me. As i try to hold him my hands just go right through him. I tell my shadow friend that i miss him so much that next time please dont leave me alone? Shadow responds in a angry outburst and says i will outlive you? and live forever. As i move on heartbroken the night has become day, as my shadow has vanished from me , as i wonder if my shadow will ever return to me. I reach out with my rage as my shadow disapage....Mr.X
This is my first poem since in a long time
Lust with Disgust, I am in Beast Mode, Teased  overload. What i cant phathom is being hurt for what i cant control. Pain being in slain, Crude is like being Rude, Hatred with no sacred is like just not wanting to Live for myself. I turn this way i turn that way, as the moon shines upon my face, I feel disgraced. I am mad and angry for what you have done to me. Without Emphathy i don't want your Symphathy. Your name is Thomas you act like Nostradamus You act like your better than the rest if the rest is on a test then your not any better than the rest You point fingers when you should look in the mirror. You Look at Paublo and you make him quiver with disgust. We are 3 and all i ask is to be free from pointing fingers
3 is Pain

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