Missing....


Through the years I have come to know
something odd in my heart,
There is a hole that continues to grow
and it is tearing me apart.

When in my sadness and pain I see
vivid images of incidents past
It is then I feel the hole in me
widening and doing so fast.

What am I missing that leaves such pain
What am I missing that brings tears?
What is it that I search for in vain
and has burdened me through the years?

Where is my father who left me young
and my mother, the disaster she is?
Why did he leave no name on my tongue
and forget this daughter of his?

This hole in my heart is widening still
and in the darkness I cry
for no one really cares how it must feel
for a family to say good bye.

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