Death Poem by Teens

Death Of Beloved Father

My name is Kiana and I am only 13 years old, and I wrote this poem about my father who unfortunately was killed in a car accident 6 months ago. I still miss him very much. I feel responsible for his death everyday

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This made me cry because 9 years ago my dad was shot and I remember seeing him just laying there. I miss him so much and I don't even think I ever told him I loved him.

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Published: Nov 2010

It Wasn't Your Time

As the days go by my heart is breaking even more.
they say not to cry,
for you have gone to a place with no pain.
and they tell me not to worry for I will see you again.
But I don't care,
because they do not know my heart ache and pain,
because I know you are gone.
and it's tearing me apart.
Every night I pray to God,
and begging him to give my daddy back.
some days I cry myself to sleep,
knowing it's gonna be a while till I see him again.
I still don't know why you took my dad from me.
he was still very young.
I wish I could get him back,
to hold him one more time,
or even just to see him once more,
you took him so suddenly,
I didn't even get to say goodbye,
I hate my last memory of you,
laying in your white coffin,
with your blue shirt and black pants,
I hate the way how you could not speak,
I hate the way how you were cold when I held your hand.
Please come back to me dad,
I still need you,
Your time is not yet up.

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  • by Jana, North Carolina
  • Nov 2013

This made me cry because 9 years ago my dad was shot and I remember seeing him just laying there. I miss him so much and I don't even think I ever told him I loved him.

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  • by South Africa
  • Apr 2012

Reading this made me so sad. I lost my uncle on 17 Des 2011. My father lives in England and I have no contact with him. Our family is very close and I have never ever lost someone (thank you lord) when I lost my uncle I was devastated I didn't know what to do .. Luckily my mum was supportive and my boyfriend was an angel send from heaven to help me get through this.. I read this poem an when I saw my uncle the day at the church he was wearing blue shirt and black pants.. And when I kissed him on his forehead I can't forget that coldness of his skin and the smile he had on his face was unforgettable .. I wish he was here just seeing my ante and his sons in pain breaks my heart to pieces but I know he's here I feel him.. It was the hardest things for me to go through and this is the first time I'm talking about it... He was like my father and my grandpa, someone I had the most respect for.

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  • by Laura,Texas
  • Sep 2011

Reading this poem just brought back memories when my dad left me :( I felt the same exact way, my dad died suddenly he was young and healthy and I still wait for the day when he'll come back to me! I miss him very much and he wasn't ready to leave us yet, but I know he's in heaven watching over us but I'll never have the answer on why he had to go so soon :(( so each and everyday my heart aches for him, I love you DAD!!!

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  • by Hannah Roush, Georgetown OH
  • Jul 2011

This poem touched me because these were all the things going through my mind and everything I felt. My dad had a heart attack unexpectedly on the bathroom floor in the middle of the night I found him, and me and my mom gave CPR until the ambulance came but it was too late. He left us a month ago, with 6 year old who doesn't understand. I miss him so much me and my mom think this is a nightmare it's so hard, and I can't ever let him go. That's my dad. I can't never let go of him. I know he would never let go of me.

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  • by Michel Lantz, Donora Pa
  • Dec 2010

This poem made me cry because I also lost my father in a car accident. I was not as young as the author was but it is still hard to lose somebody you love. I miss my father every day and it does not get easier. I still see him in the back of my mind.

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