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A poem
Published on June 14, 2005 By Steven Peaple In Misc
Daddy,
Dearest........, I remember.
I was your favorite.
But, I got lost in rebellion.
You never forgave,
Never forgive.
That's what you taught.
I learned so well.
Why? Why do you scowle?
I was so wanting,
So loving and accepting.
We had so many long talks and long walks.
Now your silence kills,
The roads are gone and there's no more vans.
Where we lived.
You and I, Daddy.
Remeber?
Remeber when we were there?
And here? And went everywhere?
We had some laughes and promises.
Broken.
That's all you are Daddy.
I can see clearly now through responcibility.
Something you never have.
You hurt and you scream.
Forgetting that I remeber.
I remember, Daddy.
I'll always remeber those wonderful summer days.
Just you and me.
The sun, The canyon.
The way you were "MY Daddy!".
No more, Daddy.
You left and are gone.
Now I have a Father.
You killed "MY Daddy!" for a whore.
The times we had were not enough to hold you.
Keep you happy.
I'll forget you now Father.
I never wanted to know you anyway.

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