My world is crumbaling, And there's nothing I can do. My life is falling apart, And it's all because of you. All because you had some drinks, And then you chose to drive. While you were blinded with rage, And flying higt, You hit some poles And didn't know why. When I heard, What you'd been through, I thought of all the things I'd done for you. It was then I realized, That my calls & gifts to you, Were very few and That I never really expressed My love for you. So when you died, You didn't know, What a horrible daught you had. I should have called, I should have wrote, I should have said I love you a little more. So now I'm here without you, But the guilt which I have Will alwaz be true.
Reason for writing:
My biological father lived in florida and i lived in illinois with my adopted parents (my grandparents;his parents)and he was killed while driving drunk and i felt guilty for not calling him more so i wrote my feelings down and it really helped.
Birth sign: Scorpio
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