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Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Emotional · #1618492
A POEM ABOUT TRYING TO STAY STRONG AND NOT LOSING IT AND THE LAST TIME I SEEN MY BABY.
I used to feel like I had the world in my hands,
with a beautiful baby girl, I was a family man.

But now I'm asking God what is his plan for me,
I'm trying to stay strong but I dont think I can you see.

My heads going crazy wanting to O.D on pills,
telling my family I'm losing it, but they don't think I'm forreal.

They keep telling me to chill and to keep my head up,
I just don't know how with all this time without her, I'm getting fed up.

With nothing to do but eat, sleep, and think,
and that just has me going crazy, then my hands start to shake.

Thinking about the last time I seen and held my baby girl,
I didn't want to let her go, it was the hardest thing in the world.

Seeing her cry screaming daddy, my baby seemed so confused,
hearing her tell me she's sorry and saying "I Love You."
With my eyes tearing up with nothing I could do,
as the cops took her away I knew they were taking me too.

With that always on my mind, always trying not to cry,
when I think about that time, when I had to tell my baby bye.

That's why I want to end it, feeling so depressed,
missing her so much always having a pain in my chest.

With this pain in my chest like I can barely breathe,
so I get down on one knee take a deep breathe and release,
and imagine I'm with my baby walking under the trees,
because thats the only time I'm happy and free,
when my eyes are closed and can't see.
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