I am Sorry for my dreams.
Innocent eyes starring at mine:
“when will everything be
Alright”, a subtle question
In motion of minimal
Comprehension and I wish
I could explain but you are
Far too young.
My faults may affect them
All, the father with the
Final cut, no where to be
Seen he is keeping her
From me because my
Mistakes pushed her
Away.
You sat there and held
Me, like everything was
Okay, like the world was
Right, but when my hopes
Were in sight, you wiped
Yourself out of my life.
Safe behind parental lines
Who stare at me in
Judgment, I am sorry for
What I did, my sin was
Far too great.
I don’t know if everything
Could be okay, if I could
Let her heart open up
For you again, the father
Has the final say, to him
You must apologize.
May I wake up again,
Know this awful world
Again, like life let loose
The lustful desires of
My sinful heart so that
My love may let go
Of me in every moment
Of my day.
Oh a rose to fall in the
Exhaust of an old van,
Crushed by what she
couldn’t understand
And I may never know
How she felt.
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