Disappointing the dead

I thought he was dead, I thought he was gone.
I have suffered for so long.
The door wouldn't open, but he was there.
Through the window I began to stare.
I fell into a ball and began to cry.
Then I heard him say through a sigh,
"I am disappointed in you" I thought this couldnt' be,
now I spend my life trying to make dad proud of me.

I Belong Here

I see the young girl crying, she has no one there.
She is freezing cold, and her feet are wet and bare.
I see the tired father returning home each and every day,
He works his hardest but he still gets smallest pay.
I see the older brother dying inside with each and every blow,
those bullies do not understand, they will never know.
I see the mother suffering through the hurt, she sad and torn.
I see her try to mend the scars that she once had worn.
I see the uncle in his room he cant help it but get high
as his young two sons struggle to get by.
I see the grandma suffering the loss of her one true love,
losing faith in the heaven that she thought was above.
I see the aunt applying for every job that she sees,
but she needs the that will get her off her praying knees.
But even though this family has suffered so much more
they get together every night knowing there is more in store.
They share the smallest rations of food on the table every night,
and still stick together even when one loses sight.
I always wished for something more, but little did I see.
This down trodden place is where I'm meant to be.

(Free Verse)

Self Righteous

Beauty from music
Life like love
Whisper a thousand
Shine from above
Goddess like a lie
Lust like a dream
Symphony through worship
Gorgeous and mean

(Magnetic Poetry)

More Then A Dad.

He's more then just one person that invades your life.
He worked his life away, and suffered all the strife.
He's like a hero that was forced to slave away.
He's like a healer that helped in every way.
He isn't just someone that you let his memory die.
He isn't just a life that you just pass you by.
He is someone who deserves better then what he had.
He was more then just three little girls dad.

(Simile)

Don't

Don't Damage Dying Dusk.
Don't Destroy Dawning Day.
Don't Discriminate Downtrodden.
Don't Deny Disheartened Delicate Days. 

(Alliteration)

God's Lie

God must have been busy when he herd me pray at night
he must have forgotten to help me find the light

God must not pay attention to the wreck less soul
he probably didn't notice when I lost my self control

God must have forgotten about the girl without a dad
he must not have wondered about the life he had had

God must not have cared when a girl would sit and cry
he must not have realized that smile was a lie

God must not have thought that when he threw my troubles aside
that everything in my life suddenly would collide

God must not see me from heaven in the sky
that everything he promised all became a lie

(Wordle Poem)

He is... (Re-make)

He is rain on a perfect day

He is a cloud that wont go away.

 He is that one small comment that seems to kill.
He is that one memory that can't seem to heal.

He is that anger deep inside of you

He is the pain ready to break through

He is the thoughts that rid your head

 He is the tears you cry in bed.

 He is the way it used to be

Played again and you can't break free

He is the let it go's that just don't go.

 He is the feelings no one will know

 He isthe yelling that just wont fade

He is the thoughts you wish to trade.

He is a leach sucking the fun.

He is runner that just wont run.

He is a stalker that wants you dead.

He is that cruel voice inside your head.

He is the Grinch on Christmas day.

 He is that person that just wont go away.

(Metaphor)