Dad.

From my mind's eye you vanished.Black is the color of the rose in my heart
The pain no one can see
From your life I was banished
The separation tore me apart
Piece by piece
There is no more you and me
The bitter hatred folds in with a crease
The feeling of saddness set its courseThe feeling of anger did tooI felt the feeling of remorseI don't spend much time with youI felt all these feelings beforeNot like this thoughI feel you don't want to see me anymoreI hated watching you goBut when you left,
Didn't you see me cry?
Now our loyalties are put to the test
I fear that now it is time to say goodbye
I've always thought you were the best
Do we know where our trust lies?
But this vanity I'm breaking
I'm going no where fast
All the love and care you are faking
I'm still running from my past
But it lets me live my life like I do..

About This Poem

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Region, Country: New Town, NoDak, USA

Favorite Poets: Ovid

Comments

orgami

17 years 1 month ago

so close and near this poem

was away from my daughter at four then back in her life at fourteen now shes seventeen rebel somewhat artist creative fires question authority working a job a boyfreind a licsence we keep in touch but those missing years haunt me I saw her tears in the car as they drove away one time she never tells me about that focus on now but i know there must be some hate some respite towards me I love her but for a long time i was bitter but then it turned and it almost destroyed me Haunts me still This poem has found me unawares and awkward thank god for moments like this when poetry reachs through in double meanings for the writer and the reader a massively personal write thank you

Geezer

17 years 1 month ago

dad.

too filled with the knowing, that i myself have been there. i know that it can break a childs' heart. i see it in my grandchild as i have seen it in my own children. but don't judge too harshly, as we often do not know what is influencing anothers' life. i'm sure that your father loves you, and be may be as lost as you are in how to make it right. you have struck me with your sadness. i don't even want to try to tell you the right and wrongs of the mechanics. i just want to savor the flavor of it. no matter that it is a bitter pill to swallow. gee. "keep on keeping on."

Morgana Tragic…

17 years 1 month ago

Wow Pheonix. This is deep

Wow Pheonix. This is deep anger. Never been here before, my father passed away when mom was still pregnant with me. From my mind’s eye you vanished. Black is the color of the rose in my heart The pain no one can see This scars my heart like a thorn from that rose, little Hippie. This screams pain. Keep writing, Pheonix. You stuff is amazing taking into consideration your age...amazing. Peace and Love Katie