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a piece I wrote for my father. |
| this life is not a life of which to be proud a daughter like this hangs above you like a dark, dark cloud throughout the years, nothing but stupid mistakes all this time I've caused nothing but head and heartaches it's a wonder you still love me. now I have learned, always you spoke the truth all that energy wasted on behavior so uncouth up until now, I thought you knew only disdain but I realize that I am far from your life's bane I know now that you always loved me. in you I will find my sanity and strength but this poem is hardly enough to express myself at length there is only one thing left to be rid of this toxic pollution swallow my pride and of you I ask for absolution now it's my duty that love to reciprocate. |