I found this poem I forgot I made. For my father.
Called
The worse
I hate myself
But wouldn’t you too?
If you were never true
To the one person who truly loved you
And now they’re in heaven
Or somewhere in the sky
Where they can live peaceful
Without your pain and cry
Because I’d scream your name
Everytime I had a bad dream
Or anytime I felt like being boastful and mean
Or when I wanted something to be clean
How could I break my heart so bad
When at the end of the day you were all I really had
Now I can’t call your phone to let you know when I passed a test
How selfish of me to want to call you
Whenever I’m a mess
Because I knew you’d listen and you’d care
Something I never did for you
Something my heart can’t bare
If you came back I’d give my life
To making sure I treated you right
I’d love you unconditionally
Call you everyday
I’d put my pride aside
I would even pay..
I would take care of you
I’m capable of that now that I’m a nurse
But I can’t save you..
And that’s what is the worst.