What killed me

He thinks I like this

He thinks they are tears of joy

It happened only on time

Lasted many nights

Left my body so swore

Why does that night

Have to cloud my mind

He says it was because of love

But it he could only see the scares

I have lived so little

When it happened

No so old

I still don’t know

Daddy where did you go…

When I dead late night…

Will I ever see you again

I truly hope not

Reviews

[tynamite]

This poem is so emotional I can't believe that I've read it.

[The True Angel Of Sin]

Hmm, I laugh. I'm not as young as I apear to be. Though I can't explain it, nor can I explain the last few lines.

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This is a tragic scribing of ink upon this page. Me thinks that whom ever the evil doer is must be delt with. I hope that this place and time is in the past. The last 6 lines of the poem are confusing to me. You may want to clean those up so they flow a little better. The rest is has clarity of point and powerful emotions.

We are never so old that we can't learn to sail again upon the might seas of existance. - Tara