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Remember September
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Poems For My Step-Dad (Dad) Dark days took the real me
I kept banging my head against the wall
Asking why.. why.. why....
Staring at countless oozing of a lava lamp
Didn't really know what happened after that
There was an innocence that existed
and I saw it in his eyes
Wishing people could've seen what I saw that day
There's this reality that I can't come to terms with
That really no high can help me escape from it
A porch of sadness, my loft of madness
I slowly stopped asking 'why'
Looked out the window of falling tears
and realized he was really gone
This grief can never be understood
Nor forgotten
But a grief so huge can stop a life from moving on
I looked around
and I saw that it happened to me
All I can remember from that September
was that a chapter ended
Took a while for a new one to begin
However,
it has begun
