When you drink i hope you think of me
as ur lips touch the frail glass...

When i hear your poem,
i don't just hear it...

Mommy! please dont leave me here!
i dont want to do this anymore...

Hoping he wont come home tonight
as i lay in the closet...

Waiting for the day when he will come home again
when he can wrap his arms around his baby girl...

Oh human, you think I'm one of you
little do you know...

You created the warn sun
you created the beautiful moon...

They say all i need is you
but what if i don't want you...

** i dont know if this counts as a poem.. **
As the little boy sits on the floor...

Just laying in the ground
with only dirt around...

You cup my face in your white silky hands.. I look...
But all I see is fate staring back at me...

Its not fair how you left when i needed you,
and its not fair how you left when i was drowning...