poemranker ::Dad by dniknam

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Free verse № 28968

Dad

Member since 2002 · Posted 6 Dec 2002 · Edited 7 Dec 2002 · 1 comment

Days go by I don't feel the same I wonder why I am to blame Trap myself inside my head again Can't get away from everything you have said Now that your gone your still in my head Quit yelling I can't take anymore Quit yelling This is all just in my head Quit yelling I'm on the edge Stop screaming dad just go to bed it won't be long and I hang instead It wasn't me or was it something I said Feel as though this is hell I'm breaking up inside full of doubt beginning to wonder what this is all about Quit yelling I can't take anymore Quit yelling This is all just in my head Quit yelling I'm on the edge Though your gone from I remember every thing you said Don't worry your still right there in my head Reminding me of the failers I have met I still hear those screams in the middle of the night Closet case text book example of failer in life Quit yelling I can't take anymore Quit yelling This is all just in my head Quit yelling I'm on the edge Cold sweats and panic attacks this is what I call life I can't drink myself away from his death What is wrong and what is right someone take me before I do it myself Death is all life holds for me empty shell of what could have been Take the step don't be late time to meet him at hells gates

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[7] Caducus 9-Dec-02/7:01 AM Reply
I too have wrote about my father, this seems to be more about you and the aftermath and i'd like to see more connection between you and your da. However i am not criticising your work, all personal poems come from the labyrinth of despair from the unchartered map of the human heart, The last stanzas the strongest here you could do with one less 'quit yelling' stanza, take care sir i wish you well *7*