These hands of mine so boring, today I want to be alone, live the moment in my sadness, I think I saw him today, just a flash in my brain, standing there, in the trian, watching, hoping i'd notice but this wounded mind I have won't let me see to long, only a glimpse is what I got, starting to be all I need
Reason for writing:
Well I usually write when some type of inspiration really hits me, this day I wrote this poem I swear I saw my dad on the train just standing there looking at me...my dad has been dead for a year and he was killed in a car accident...so I think sometimes he watches me, making sure I am okay. It's kind of weird but it brought me a little comfort that I can't usually find in dealing with his death. Therefore my product of poetry....hope you like it
Birth sign: Sagittarius
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