Poems from smile_away_sadness

Mia
She didn't know it at the time,But Mia was deprived of her childhoodAll due to herBurden-faced motherAnd herWhiskey-breathed father....
My Father's Hands
My father is the best and worst person I have ever met. His hands are a simular contradiction.   They are  Worn and rough, Like  Old...
Amoung the Forgotten
Am I angry? Am I sad? Am I tired?   ....am I lost?   Is today real? Will I be among the forgotten? Am I a forgotten......?   Forgetting is...