Fatherless night

It doesn’t matter why she’s there, for there were great amounts of tears

It doesn’t matter that she was broken because bad decisions are the only thing she hears

She sobs so stinking loud it all just sounds like a plow

 

Everyone around her acts and cheers like it was just payday, but she’s

All curled up in one ball wishing for him to come home she didn't even smile, for a while

Everyone was fine, dancing like it was springtime

 

For it was all over the news everyone and everywhere had read about, talked about it like:

 

Hey kid, was that your dad that did that

Was that your dad that stole that

Was that your dad that spoke that

Was that your dad that smoked that

 

And every living creature spoke to her with pain

like here kid smoke some mary jane

 

Eating her alive until she's so damaged and cries

Bowing down her head, looking up at the skies

Every word she spoke so softly, sounding so senseless

 

Her palms so sweaty her heart so breathless

She's slowly dying taking blades to her pulseless wrist

Going up and down side to side

 

Locked in a room with the terrible food

Beeping noise reminds her of the tears

and she wonders just how much more she can bare

 

She tried

And tried

And tried

 

She bowed her head and prayed to God

She was going to be alright

 

She looking at the baby pictures

thinking of him with her, slowly givin’ all she had

just to grow up without a dad

 

Being in denial, always makin’ people smile

Fakin’ all the laughs, never wanting to play

She was always this way

 

Wondering why all this pain always seems to be the same

Soon enough she lost the fight and jumped off the flight

Of her fatherless night

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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