Dad's demise

I remember the wonderful life I once had.

But life lost most of its meaning when I lost my dad.

I'm the one to blame for my dad's demise.

The guilt and pain constantly bring tears to my eyes.

I sent Dad to town and he hit a car head on.

I'm in a great deal of pain because he's gone.

He said he didn't feel up to driving that day.

But I sent him to get me a video game anyway.

He should've went the next day like he wanted.

I can't forgive myself and for the rest of my life I'll be haunted.

This happened twenty years ago when I was only fifteen.

Since that day, a good night's sleep is something I haven't seen.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is a fictional poem

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