Who Holds The Key?

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
My dad passed away and I like to express it in poetry. So here it is.

Submitted: January 17, 2013

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Submitted: January 17, 2013



Two years have passed Its gone by so fast  My time with you didn't last 

Christmas brings memories back Sometimes they are pitch black Theres a lot I want to take back

I regret not saying goodbye Why did you have to die  When all I can do is cry

Nothing will ever be the same  That's it I'm done playing this game  Everything in my life has gone insane 

I'm sick of breaking down Nobody hears a sound  It's useless I'll never be found 

Nothing is the same anymore  I wish things could go back to the way they were before  I don't want to do this anymore 

The only thing I have is being strong  I've been strong for too long  Everybody will be sorry when I'm gone 

Somebody save me  I need to be set free  Who holds the key 

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