These are poems about my family and what happened. How it fell apart. Some stuff i havent told anyone so yeah. Most of it is just me getting it off my chest. Opening up about it.


11. Dead

It's been about 2 weeks since

doctors say dad's dying.

It was going good.


Then one night that all ended.

I got a call from grandma.

She was crying and scared.

"You're father is gone."

I fell to my knees.

"Why??? He was doing good!!"

I can't believe that right when he 

changed his life, to be a better father,

he died.

My father is dead...

and i'm losing my mind.

Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...