His Angel

By totallyalone

"Did you try your best?"
When I heard this, I knew the rest.
"Yes, of course, I always do."
"Then you should know I'm proud of you."

His pumpkin, his princess, his baby girl,
He was theoyster, and I, his pearl.
Through his love he molded me,
Into the best person I could be.

I was his angel, he taught me to fly,
Always there to pick me up, hold me as I cry.
He taught me to persevere, to finish a fight.
He taught me to believe, stand up for what's right.

But now, I'm on my own - all alone.
Without his guidance, I face the unknown.
I persevere like he taught me to, but um far from fine
Because I used to be his angel, but now he's mine.

Unauthorized Copying Is Prohibited. Ask the author first.
Copyright 2018 totallyalone
Published on Tuesday, December 4, 2018.     Filed under: "Depressed" and "Poetry"
Log In or Join (free) to see the special features here.

Comments on "His Angel"

Log in to post comments.
  • I IS ME On Thursday, December 6, 2018, I IS ME (885)By person wrote:

    Be strong for him and live by his teachings. You will be alright

  • sTr8-jAcKeT On Wednesday, December 5, 2018, sTr8-jAcKeT (551)By person wrote:

    It haunts us when we realized how much of ourselves we become all alone, without the layers of love that someone else has added on. Blurred lines of self & un-self, where does the other person end when we look in the mirror? The pearl line is my favorite by far, closest to this exostenstial relation. Keep up the good work.

Contribution Level

Share/Save This Post



Join DarkPoetry Join to get a profile like this for yourself. It's quick and free.

How to Criticize Without Causing Offense
© 1998-2015 DarkPoetry LLC
Donate
[Join (free)]    [More Poetry]    [Get Help]    [Our Poets]    [Read Poems]    [Terms & Privacy]