Her Walls

by Francine   Sep 9, 2009


How can it be?
My writing is a blessing and a curse
How long ago it was I could write
Because happiness brings me a loss of words.

But happiness didn�t last long enough
I am back and my heart is broken once more
I lost it all again
Lost more that ever before

The devastation and pain
Means I can write again
The worst feelings in the world
Give me the fuel to move the pen

The butterflies on her bedroom wall
They used to bring me peace
But now the walls are gone away
Leaving me empty

The walls, the floor
I lost it all
Pulled out from underneath
Yet I could have handled all of that
With my family

But its all gone
And I am supposed to handle all of this
Be grateful, count your blessings, keep your head up
How can I when she asks where Daddy is?

Sure I am strong
I have to be for her
You may find it easy to run away
But she is my whole world

Where did it all go wrong?
I don�t even know
Just when I thought we�d made it so far
Here I am again alone

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