The End...

Simple-Man87

You finally did it

I'm not only broken, I'm defeated

My stomach an empty pit

The true death, thus far has been cheated.

You took away my money

You held my happiness hostage

Useless is this bear without honey

Time has come to bleed out, on stage.

To my son, I just want to say

You've gone through more, than a child should

Wishing I cold be at your side everyday

But my time has now come, I knew it would.

As for my beautiful Princess

I am to leave you soon

Your memory of me, time rinses

But I promise you'll see me in the moon.

As far as the one dubbed "Taker"

I hope you see me when you close your eyes

For I am about to meet my maker

Keep your eyes on "mypoeticside."

  • Author: Simple-Man87 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 23rd, 2017 13:03
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Egyptianqt79

    Beautifully written.

  • Simple-Man87

    Thank you all for your comments, and taking the time to read.

  • myself and me

    Tragedy write in a tragic way.

    "For I am about to meet my maker",
    Isn't it selfish. Leave the kids behind, because he can not face the hardship and take the easiest way to get a permanent self relief.

  • Simple-Man87

    Myself and Me: You're the second person to call me selfish/coward.

    We are all different. What if he is forced to come to an end, from a different party? Either he comes to an end or someone else does. Is it selfish for the sacrafice? Is it selfish when the poison is extracted from society?
    Selfish.... Noted..

    • myself and me

      Sorry, not mean to hurt you. Do not take the poison from the society. Do not scarify yourself in this way. Scarify yourself by taking the pain to love and take the courage to be loved.



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