My True Love Is Dead Poem by layshaun sho

My hearts been broken for sum time,

My true luv died a painful death that left him a mime.

See, he isnt the true love that anyone would think of,

But he was dear to me a mentor, provider hero angel dove,

Penetrative pain I feel everyday,

It isnt a moment that doesnt pass by that i dont lay, ...

Down in tears pour from my eyes, .

The feelin of anguish i feel I despise.

That others have had the chance to play the same roll,

But fall short for what ever reason and fold,

We never saw eye to eye but true love i felt,

For there were many a days i made him cry and melt.

The only gurl in his life,
I was his pride and joy a product of him and his wife.

June 7,2008 his life ended and complete,

And mine began disarray and I feel defeat.

I often feel empty and pour out to God,

I feel cheated, betrayed, my life a big fog.

My true love is my father and as i sit here today,

Will forever miss him everything he stood for I may, ....

Never will forget the way it feel

Sittin at the table wit him and the fam eatin a meal.

I struggle and still am determined that love in its rarest form has essence,

And life teaches, preaches, a true lesson.

My father is my love my only blessing.