Apart

Many times I have typed and deleted
But you deserve to know my pain is repeated
My forgiveness almost depleted
What chance have I had to tell you the truth?
I sold my soul to the devil for eight days with you
And I was so happy boarding the plane
Shaking with excitement forgetting the pain
But your new life isn't mine
I gave it a try
So you had plans, you weren't bound
I'm sure your love is still profound
But I miss you so much
Eight days just isn't enough
I know now just where we stand
You forget we're made of the same sand
My craving for your love makes me mad
But I am still so proud to call you Dad

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This is heartbreaking and beautiful. How lucky your dad is to have a son like you. Maybe he doesn't know just how lucky he is. How very talented you are and how much you love him. I understand and know your pain as I have two sons in the same position. I wish you the best of life, love and happiness. Keep writing you have a great talent.
Hey Arthur!!.......I'm so glad Louise put this up on the side-bar or I never would have seen it...........it's powerful..........the kind of write that puts a lump in your throat.............makes it clear why poetry is such a fantastic medium............I mean ~ it had to feel good get some of that out ~ and onto paper..........I felt like I was reading your private journal or something..........thanx for sharing that bro!!.........well done...........Love and Rockets!!.............T xo