I long to be held
I was never held cept for when I was a child
My pop pop skeet would hold me for hours
I was a mere child, bout 7 I suppose when he showed me held love
Placed upon his knee, giddy cuz my pop pop loved me
He was a powerful and strong man in nature though not in stature
But it didn't matter cuz to a child (me) he was everything needed
But he's gone now and I miss him so much, even my own father, his son never held me. Never said he loved me. I was never the love of his life like I was of my pop pops, his father I wish u were still here pop pop to hold me again. to show me that love I have never in my lifetime experienced. I just wish someone would hold me (like pop pop) for old time’s sake...
How did I get here?
Back into this state of unsaving grace?
It hurts so badly.
Raw with emotion
I'm 6 again
I'm 7, 8, and 9,10,11,12
Cold, confused, misused
Beggar of Please
Screamer of why me
As I turn the pages of my diary
My best friend,
My minds savior
Inking truths one after another
Dreams, desires, fictional satires
Am I asleep?
Just a moment ago I was happy
I was happy
I was HAPPY damnit
Stop happening upon me
Leave me alone
I got rid of you long ago
Stop wreaking havoc on my fragile soul
I'm 6
I'm 7, 8, and 9,10,11,12
Hold me please.
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