Description: I just read a really sad and depressing story. I can't help it. I get like this sometimes. Make what you want of it.
Never Again Father -------------------------------------------
So many nights I cried.
Trying to figure out why I was ever born.
Why I even exsist.
Was it just for you amusment?
Please don't say it so.
I beg and I plead right now.
Infront of my mother's grave.
I have memorys of such a happy childhood.
Under the lights of christamas we'd spent.
Laughing and crying.
Toghether not seprate.
Was it only cause mother was still alive?
I won't believe it.
Not until you can acually prove it to my cold heart.
Why was I born?
I ask you cause your the only one I got.
The one who helped bring me to life.
The one who I thought loved me.
You cradled me as a child.
Now you look away from my body with distaste.
What have I done wrong?
Honestly do you think I caused her death?
Why won't you answer my questions?
To ashamed?
To disgusted?
I still cry and clutch to my own blood for you.
Does that mean nothing at all?
I cling on to my body's breath.
Does that even discern you?
I look upon the grave of the pasted and only see smiles.
While I see only lies and deception with you.
No loving words.
No loving embraces.
No loving eyes that will say everything will be ok.
Have I failed in my duty?
I've tried and tried.
Nothing works to please.
Nothing ever will anymore.
Not even my blood on steel.
I should just die with a whim of the same as my mother did.
On a whim of the air.
On a whim of the deadly gas you call your pleasure just for a few minutes.
I will save my own pain with quickness to the grave.
I will breath no more to see you smile once again.
Only for you father.
Always for you I have done things.
this is a sad poem but good lots of emotions and imagry a few spelling errors but we all have those i would achually like to see a part two come from this that would be great like go further into the story but its what ever you would like kristen
depressing really. when i read it i can actually feel the emotions and distress you feel, it gives me a small chill. the separation between father and child is sad. the things the child would do just to get the warmth from hew father is...it touched me. i like this poem. i like how concerned she is for her relationship and not too many teenagers experience a bond like that between fathers, especially female teenagers. this is good.
wow i got chills really goosebumps it really makes you think of the relationship you have with your own parents i liked it it was very good i know my comment probably dosent matter but thanks for writing this i really have alot to think about now