I pray that you hear me
I hope that things change
I maybe want you to call me
I think of you every day
I only desire that blessings
Rain down over you
And I can only wish truly
You’d want that for me, too.
I can’t hold on forever
I know it’s out of my hands
I feel crushed when I see you
This has been the last stand
I know you don’t care for me
You only care ‘bout yourself
I can only keep praying
It don’t lead you to Hell.
Now the memories haunt me
When I see your gaunt face
You went and grew up inside
I didn’t get to watch that change
Because you ran me off
Kicked me out of your home
I thank God for my good friends
Who never left me alone
Now I have a great family
We aren’t too broken inside
I hope the hatred you foster
Will eventually die.
We want you to love us
See us for who we are
Not our mistakes or failings
But you’ve made it so hard
To even reach out now
Costs me my every breath
I don’t want to carry this feeling
To the day of my death
So please let me inside now
To see my old family again
Maybe instead of my father
You could be a good friend.
About the Creator
Emily Dickerson
Hopeful and young, full of love. From my heart high praises are sung. For this reason I am here: to love and serve and bring all souls near. <3


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