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Messaged Received from:
Daddy,
Open..
Read..
Cry.
Why should I care?
Left me at 6 years old,
Why should I care?
Lost my cousin,
I'm Not afraid to die,
I wish for it,
beg for it,
cry for it.
Bernard...
the constant ache that burns my heart into..
ashes.
"He was only 8"
I would whisper...cry out...
that was almost 4 years ago..
"but it was just yesterday?"
Who knows..
"I'm Pregnant"
well, was for 2 months..
"Please Mom..."
I waited..
inside these walls that confined me too my doom,
As I laid there,
motionless every night,
The girl who was known to be happy,
cried herself to sleep for days,
weeks,
months..
Cursed into this world since June 5th, 1993.
Who represents this pain,
through misunderstood poems...
drawings of talent...
songs played on her piano,
scars on her legs...
arm...
hip...
that would last her throughout her life time.
Shawna... Who would act as the wind...
and slowly drift away into the night,
and become nothing but a faint whisper..

- Title: Faintly There
- Artist: puhlayed
- Description: An assignment from my poetry class at my summer courses in a college class x]. It's a "poetry id" so everything said in this poem is TRUE and is about me. :] lol thats y it gets sort of random near the ending but yea its just me. :]
- Date: 07/29/2009
- Tags: faintly there
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Comments (2 Comments)
- puhlayed - 08/03/2009
- ty
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- jadeyman - 08/01/2009
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its crazy... how i can relate alot...
even though its not my dad... - Report As Spam