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Dear Father
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Loving/Being Loved Here stands the boy I've been wanting forever,
Understanding the dreams no one else could ever.
If I gave the game away, would he still be here?
But I'm afraid to lose it all AND shead a tear.
You put all the inspiration I needed in him,
He set me lose Father, I'm afraid I'll sin.
The more he gets closer, the more I follow,
But without him, my heart seems hollow.
I'm new to all the basics he's teaching me,
I expose a little more but none he can see.
Oh, Father, I think I need your help this time,
I don't want your gift making me perform a crime.
The flame is still waiting alone thanks to the past,
I just know it will blow out soon, and I want it to last.
Father, I love you, and I also love him,
But he's setting me lose, and I don't want to sin.
I love this poem of yours. I can relate to what you went/or are going through, I was there. I didnt know how far to go, and I overshot my boundary. But I hope you will not make the mistakes I did. Because now the boy i "loved" doesn't even speak to me. Keep writing though and take care of yourself, do what you know is right. (not to seem like a rent). Very good poem!
~Ashley~
Spoken words that are never heard to the one u intend them too. But spoken when at great inner turmiol. Poetry has always been a good outlet like that and shall contuine to be for some time.
darr