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...
What hurt the most...
Was loving you so much
But not being enough.
What hurt the most...