Wanting to Change
I wrote this poem remembering all the times that I had to deal with my parents fighting. I would like to say that through it all my dad never raised a hand to my mom not once.
I have to change them
I wonder why they fight all the time
I hear them fighting every night
I see her stabbing but he's just to quick
I want them to just stop and love each other like they use to do when I was two
I have to change them
I pretend that It doesn't bother me
I feel like if they no they will be hurt
I touch to many hearts to just turn around and kill em slowly
I cry my self to sleep when I no I fucked up in not telling him good-bye forever
I have to change them
I understand why they fight
I say that I don't care
I dream some day that the fighting will just stop
I try to tell my self that to just get over, it is the way they are and always will be
I hope to live to tell another day
I don't no how much longer I can take it
I guess it doesn't matter cause he's already passed away
I'm the one that has to change.
I wonder why they fight all the time
I hear them fighting every night
I see her stabbing but he's just to quick
I want them to just stop and love each other like they use to do when I was two
I have to change them
I pretend that It doesn't bother me
I feel like if they no they will be hurt
I touch to many hearts to just turn around and kill em slowly
I cry my self to sleep when I no I fucked up in not telling him good-bye forever
I have to change them
I understand why they fight
I say that I don't care
I dream some day that the fighting will just stop
I try to tell my self that to just get over, it is the way they are and always will be
I hope to live to tell another day
I don't no how much longer I can take it
I guess it doesn't matter cause he's already passed away
I'm the one that has to change.
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