Heather
By Bulvine
If could go back in time and change
one thing, what would it be?
I think for a minute, then the answer
comes quite easily
I wouldn't go back to the day I left, I would go
back to the day before
I want to see you smile again and I don't want
to hurt anymore
This house is not my home
I'm leaving
even though I have no where to go
I watch you play from behind the
kitchen door
I try to find a reason why I'm not a part of this anymore
When you look at me I'm afraid you knew
that this would be my last
memory of you
Leaving is the hardest thing to do
will
this be the last time I watch you
walk home from school
You are
the reason I did all I could do
the reason it lasted many years, instead
of a few
I know you are going to hate me
I know you are going
to blame me
All I will ever hear is, "daddy explain this to me"
you were only ten years old
I wonder how many lies you will be told?
The saddest sound I'll ever hear
is the sound
of silence when you are not here
I hear your voice in my dreams and
it's loud and clear
The saddest sound you'll never hear
is my
heart crying and only I can hear
I have a wounded soul that is slowly
dying
inside my heart is crying
If we could back
in time and change one thing
what would it be?
Author's Note:
Art is worthless without an audience...thanks for being that audienceComments on "Heather"
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A former member wrote:
That was so heartfelt and such an insight to your pain. Thank you for sharing, it hit a note with me.
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A former member wrote:
That was amazing. it made me wonder if my dadfelt like that when he left.. i highly doubt it but.. thanks for sharing such an amazing write.