Haley Dawn

Why

My mom she loves him he’s
her world I haven’t seen her
this happy sense before dad
died but why, why cant she see
the side of him that I see every
day why, why cant she see what
he does to me. Why do I hide those
tears from her why o god why cant
she see

so as I stay locked up in my room
alone with only a gun and music
screaming in my ears my choice
is very clear she cant see what
he does to me so she cant see me
I grab the gun put to me head and
just like that I’m dead she cant see
what he does to me so she cant see me.

Poem Submitted: Friday, October 5, 2007
Poem Edited: Wednesday, April 13, 2011

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Comments about Why by Haley Dawn

  • Edna Javelosa (10/5/2007 5:46:00 PM)

    ive seen the pain and feel it to..nice write..thanks for sharing..

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  • Marcia Morris (10/5/2007 5:00:00 PM)

    Nice write, Haley in memory of your friend. keep writing, this is a great piece.

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