i wish i could've seen you more
i wish you were there for me
but instead you left me behind
acting as if you never had wanted me
so why was i present when i got returned
you begged her for money and she left you
how pathetic are you?
i'm sorry you're dead, but it's your fault
clearly you asked for it
swallowing pain medications
over the greasy foods of the south
it's not like you weren't asking for it
i didn't cry at your funeral. i was shocked
but i was accused of being a insensitive
bitch
how can you call a 12 year old that?
i lost you almost 3 years ago.
i still haven't lost the numbness
the trauma almost
of seeing your body
in the harshly decorated casket
that was in front of me
the lifelessness filling my body instead
turning me into a robot
that can never learn to say goodbye.
sorry dad.
YOU ARE READING
honey sights
Poetrytrigger warning: mature content. be wary. may trigger anxiety and other mental conditions.