I miss a Pa way more than he
For thought let me be me him and T
Love both of those old guys
But right now I just hide
Pull myself out of that whole bunch
I was not trying to punch
But i know that hurt us all
When he left we all started to crawlFrom a place of utter pain
He made so many rain
Tears and tears could drown an ocean
He treated me like his own sonThis may be just some honest lines
But I honestly cry all the time
But not for my own dad
For the Pa I never hadI fucked up alot after that
Not disputing that ugly fact
Tried to hold on to oh so much
Too much for me a heavy punchForgive me or forgive my not
I have not even caught
Many winds have come threw
I hope one day my own dreams come true
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NUXIIITHIRTEEN IX
PoetryHow to describe more heart and soul I hope you enjoy reading