|You Left Me (standard:poetry, 743 words)|
|Author: Lori||Added: Oct 17 2007||Views/Reads: 1467/857||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Another tribute poem to my father who left me 27 years ago Saturday.|
You Left Me You died 27 years ago, This Saturday. I hate that day, My birthday, And most of, The days in October. You left me! How could you do that? How could you choose, Drugs over ME? You choose a life, Filled with highs and lows, Over ME. How could you, Give me up? I was your CHILD. I was your little girl. And you threw me away, Like a bag full of trash. You'll never know, How VERY much, That hurt me. You left, the first time, When I was five. My mother packed our things, And walked away. You stood there, With nothing to say. YOU stood there, And let the two best things, In YOUR life, Get away. WHY? Those words, I scream, Every, October. Click here to read the rest of this story (281 more lines)
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