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I miss you,
and you don't even know.
And if I scream it, write it,
sing it, sign it...
you will never know.
I miss you, and I cry.. I cry... I cry.
And the tears have flown to such a point
that they are no more.
I hate not knowing where you are,
what you are doing,
I hate loving you... and you not knowing.
Do you even know who I am?
Remember the time we once had?
Frozen pictures clutter my desk,
your sweet smile... innocent eyes,
elegant beauty. A time... long past.
I miss you,
And the way we used to dance.
The times where we ran.
And I miss you so much that I want to scream,
I want to hit something, to cry, to drown in a stream.
The pain is unbearable, the hole in my soul unhealable,
And I want to scream that I love you. That you matter.
But you will never know.
That I am your father.
You are my daughter.
I miss you.
Sat Jul 15, 2006
Copyright © 2006 Josh Hendrickson
and you don't even know.
And if I scream it, write it,
sing it, sign it...
you will never know.
I miss you, and I cry.. I cry... I cry.
And the tears have flown to such a point
that they are no more.
I hate not knowing where you are,
what you are doing,
I hate loving you... and you not knowing.
Do you even know who I am?
Remember the time we once had?
Frozen pictures clutter my desk,
your sweet smile... innocent eyes,
elegant beauty. A time... long past.
I miss you,
And the way we used to dance.
The times where we ran.
And I miss you so much that I want to scream,
I want to hit something, to cry, to drown in a stream.
The pain is unbearable, the hole in my soul unhealable,
And I want to scream that I love you. That you matter.
But you will never know.
That I am your father.
You are my daughter.
I miss you.
Sat Jul 15, 2006
Copyright © 2006 Josh Hendrickson
Literature
Tears
Tears, they make us hurt, they make us cry
They drown our hearts and makes us die
It's all for love, it's all for hate
Too bad we missed our mistake
We're in pieces, we're in pain
But that's life it's all the same
Nothing we can do, nothing we can say
But try to live for every other day
Try to be kind, try to be nice
But feel rejection and pay the price
This is life, this is reality
Now fall away from gravity
Can scream at us, can scream at me
But that won't set you free
You are trapped, you are alone
Left to continue on your own
Cry a million tears, Cry away a thousand years
That won't take the pain away
It stays with you t
Literature
Lost
She loved to swim
She loved to dive.
She loved all this
When she was alive.
"One day" she said
"I'll live by the sea,
And swim all day
And just be free."
And now she does,
In sun or frost.
She'll always swim
For she is lost.
Literature
The Pain
I am waiting,
For some sense of order
It's so frustrating,
Because I feel I'm getting older
And I remember,
All the days gone by
I have days I hurt so bad...
All I can do is cry
Yes, I live with this pain,
And I feel every day lost,
Is just another gained
It is the rhythm of my life,
And it forces me to change
I am who I am,
And it is who I shall remain
I am speaking,
Of a life filled with wonder
And I am remembering,
A life torn all asunder
It's so heartbreaking,
To see the look in your eyes
And when I look past my pride,
I see I'm not the only one who cries
Yes, I live with this pain
And even as I look back upon my l
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This came within minutes after the poem Lost. This is a true poem for me, my real feelings about my daughter. I think, thinking about God as a Father and how he must sometimes miss me, got me to thinking about her. I still miss her.
© 2006 - 2024 canterrain
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You must be an amazing father to write that for you daughter. This is by far the best poem I have read in a long time. I'm not even 16 yet and i already know that my dad would never do anything as sweet as this poem for me. Truly amazing!