Only Gods Will Rise From the Dead
Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2008 7:55 pm
This is a poem that I wrote about my father, who is dead now. He died in July of '05. He was a drunk and a cowboy. A wanderer. Never stuck around one place for long. Despite all that, he did love me the best he could. He just wasn't able to let himself believe that I loved him.
"Only Gods Will Rise From the Dead"
I hated you
But I loved you
and you NEVER knew
that I really never did
ever HATE you.
I loved you
so much
How could I not?
You were my
emotional wreck.
You were unloved
by so many
Tossed aside.
I didn't throw
You away
You slipped through
My fingers like
water that I couldn't
hold on to
even if it could have saved your life.
And you're gone
And I'm not
But what can I do?
I never told you
That I didn't hate you.
A/N: Yeah, I'm putting this on myspace too. Remember: I LOVE constructive criticism!
"Only Gods Will Rise From the Dead"
I hated you
But I loved you
and you NEVER knew
that I really never did
ever HATE you.
I loved you
so much
How could I not?
You were my
emotional wreck.
You were unloved
by so many
Tossed aside.
I didn't throw
You away
You slipped through
My fingers like
water that I couldn't
hold on to
even if it could have saved your life.
And you're gone
And I'm not
But what can I do?
I never told you
That I didn't hate you.
A/N: Yeah, I'm putting this on myspace too. Remember: I LOVE constructive criticism!
