It's hard to tell the truth...


disclaimer
"Every day I just feel heartbroken,
With thoughts of you in my head.
If only my heart could have spoken,
'I love you' is what it would've said."

poetry RULEZ!
8/31/2009 12:00:00 AM
Monday, August 31, 2009
bop to the top
Well....boredom striked inside me...again..



BUT WHILE SURFING THE NET, I saw these pretty tougching poems...


(This one is so touching...)

A Great-Grandpa To Me

This year would have been the first
that you could gladly say
how you'd become a Great-Grandpa
who's more proud everyday.
Though you've been gone
for many years,
still you're loved just the same.
Now my son will be
our legacy
because he also shares your name.
And as he grows
he'll want to know
just how you used to be.
So I'll sob then smile
all the while
that he's upon my knee.
I'll make it clear
how very dear
I hold your memory,
And hide the pain
as I explain
what a great Grandpa you were to me...


(ok this one, I wanna cry....)

Daddy's Little Girl

© Emma R. Sims

Daddy's Little Girl
By Emma Sims
Age:12

I wish, I wish I was daddy's little girl,
I would have a dance with him into his arms I'd twirl.
I would have someone to hold me close when I get too scared,
Instead I have to dream about it with my best friend Brittany Baird.

It's so hard to talk about it,
Why can't it just be true?
Why did you have to leave me?
Please come back, can't I talk to you?

But none of this will happen,
As I sit here and I cry.
No daddy to share my feelings with,
Why me god, why?

I'm so glad that mama's here,
As she tickles me to the ground.
But now she's all I've got,
Since you're never around.

My mother's always there for me,
And helps me when I need it.
You weren't there when I needed you most,
Not even a little bit.

I think of all my other friends,
Who have their dads by their sides.
It makes me so mad,
That I just want to run and hide.

Why, why did you have to leave me?
I think as I sit in my bed.
All of these terrible thoughts of you
Are tearing through my head.


Sometimes it gets too painful,
As if I'm going to die.
Instead I sit perched on my bed,
Trying not to cry.

I'm trying to forget it now,
I'm trying really hard.
But in my mind I can't forget,
My heart is far too scarred.

God why do you hate me?
Did I do something wrong?
Why must you keep this pain in me,
For so very long?


Daddy,
It's not really how it sounds.
It's like I'm a lonely dog
Being taken to the pound.

Couldn't you just suck it up
And try to work it through?
I just want too hear those words from you
That say “I love you”.

But none of that is really true,
I hate the way I think of you.
A terrible coldhearted man,
I wish that you could understand.

As I write this poem
I can't help it I just tear.
I wonder what it would be like
If you would just be here.

Couldn't you try and love me?
Let's give it a whirl.
Wouldn't it be nice if I could be
Daddy's little girl?

(This is soo sad...)

I Will Wait For You

© Jerrika Arthur
When the sky turns blue
& when the night sky grows darker,
I will be waiting.

As the sun goes away
and leaves start to fall among us,
I will still be waiting.

When the ocean runs over the sand,
& when the river floods the land,
I will be waiting.

Waiting is the only option to get you back, in my arms.
So I must for that day to come.
I will wait for you.




OK!!! ENOUGH I SURRENDER!

I don't wanna cry MORE!!


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