trusting my mom and my PaPa
Contributed by
edward_jarvis2000
on
Tuesday, 3rd May 2005 @ 01:36:11 PM in AEST
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Its bean almost a year,
Sice he died,
Three more days,
I've held it in,
the way i feel,
they ask me whats wrong,
I say nothing,
I'm to afraid to say,
Afraid they will laugh,
or wont understand,
Afraid they wont care,
Its just easier for me,
to keep it all in,
No shame,
Just say,
nothing,
and be on my way,
can't talk to my aunt,
too embarressed,
can't talk to my step-dad,
too afraid.
The only ones i can trust,
not my friends,
but my mom and my Papa,
They wont say anything,
I know for sure,
the only way you would know,
was if i told you ,
they were barried under ground,
Just three more days,
till the one year anaverseie,
of my grandfathers death.
June will be half a year since my mothers death,
I go to the grave yard,
Let it all out,
I them everything,
even secrets I'm not suposed to tell,
I pray all the time,
that soon i will be,
up there with them,
I want them to see me,
as am now,
young and "happy:,
as they thaught,
But the emotion i was feeling was,
fear.
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