Brad Poem by jenni carter

Brad



lue eyes, blond hair
easy-going attitude about life
living in a world with little care
going threw his problems and strife
his heart longs for another he's so sick of being alone
but he doesn't know how to love someone without being hurt
thats the only thing he's ever known
in the past he'd been treated like dirt
he dealt with so much pain in his past
he didn't know how to fell happy anymore
he felt that if he was happy it wouln't last
and he'd be the same way as he was before
his mother his father they both died while he was just a kid
and not to long ago his grandfather as well
he sometimes thought that it was something that he did
but really he was living a life far worse than hell
when he was 17 years old I met him for the first time
his hair was a wreck but he had such a heartbreaking
way of making me lose myself
I love him though I hate him maybe I need help

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Brad Brandon 11 October 2016

Yeah you do need help, but not that kind of help. You need my help. I may not be superman not Bill Gates, but I'll do what I can.

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