Poem -

... to a special someone

... to a special someone

Why did you have to go?

Didn`t you think I'll miss you?

I know it was your time,

But didn't you think it was bad timing?

You left me here alone,

Singing, rhyming, dying and trying,

Just to live in with the memories.

He reminded me of you,

wearing that awesome outfit called your uniform,

and inside my pain was already in form,

Kicking me to the curve...

Showing me how much I stillĀ need you.

Did you know how much we needed you

the moment you approached our doorstep?

Were you able to predict how much she needed it?

The love you gave her before you vanished!

Now everything is finished,

Coz you are gone and it is done.

Promise to meet me when I get there,

Promise you`ll still be my saviour in the after life,

Coz I truly need my daddy

whenever I fall in my mom`s arms!

It just confirms that you are lacking in my world.

coz I truly need my daddy

whenever I fall in my mom`s arms!

That`s the burden I`ve always carried,

The fact that you are gone,

and I`m here living without you,

well technically I am with my mom,

but we still need you,

And this is me telling it to you,

My cries that have always bothered me,

Just like in this letter,

The letter to a special someone.

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