Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Rest In Peace

You are not dead...but yet in every moment I am praying for your soul,
I pray for you that prison is not getting old,
For you have barely done even half of your conviction,
When people ask where my father is I can not even begin to say the sentence,
A cold hard truth,
A burden that is heavy to carry,
For what you have done fuels so much hatred I could fly through the roof,
For you are to blame for the struggles of many,
If you did not want to love my mother...why marry?
You are a lair and a phonie,
You say you care...so why didn't you take the time to get to know me?
You say that you would be there til the end if you were able,
You need help...just try to remain stable,
I dont want you to feel badly because I have moved on,
When you get out of prison you will realize that Rachel is gone,
Lost her self in the depth of sorrow,
A day in my shoes..
A pain you need to borrow...
My dreams still hide in fear of you,
I look at myself and you come to mind,
I will pass the 10th grade...the first of my kind!
How pathedic,
A wasted life you are.

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