Dad.

my dad was hit by a drunker lithuanian driver. just a poem of how i felt etc.

I’m sure you’re not the only one who's had to deal with s**t.

I was only five when my dad got hit

I was listening on the phone, the call from the nurse

Telling you that the dad's condition was getting worse

I've never been around death, but I’ve been close

It was hard seeing dad in pain, the person I loved the most

Being in a hospital bed,

And me deep down knowing how close he was to being dead

Hoping and praying he'd make it through the night

I remember sitting by his bed, telling him how much I loved him, holding his hand so tight

He couldn't hear me, no matter how much I begged,

 He wouldn't respond to anything I said

Dad was six millimetres from being gone,

My Dad is my hero; he helped our family become strong.

 

 

Author's Note

sorry if theres spelling mistakes my use of words suck.

Reviews

[ryanfox1992]

awww babe this is awesome :) it brought a tear to my eye :') you really have got a talent here jazz :) i love youuu xxx

[Jessica]

Oh Jasmine ;-;
This is amazing. So heart felt. The ending is simply beautiful.