Waiting For My Dad
in Anger Poems
I sit alone in the darkness
Waiting...
Waiting for him to come back to me.
Can he hear my cries?
in Anger Poems
I sit alone in the darkness
Waiting...
Waiting for him to come back to me.
Can he hear my cries?
I haven't lost my dad, but I did lose one of my closest friends who sent me a scary letter then never talked to me again. A year later, and I'm still waiting for him. This poem explains just...
in Hurting Poems
What hurt the most...
Was loving you so much
But not being enough.
What hurt the most...