telling my mom how I feel |
Mom I miss you, I don't want to be here anymore, My heart can't take it. Being away from you, This place is like a hell hole, I cry just about everyday, Thinking about you, I just want to run away, Just so I can be with you, Everytime I think of home, Your face always pops in my head, And it never goes away, You can only see me on visit, And that just isn't enough, I have been away from you too long, And I am ready to come home, I hate it when I can't see you, An when I can it isn't that long, Because of money you can't come that often, But I want to be with you all the time, And when I can't, I feel like I am gonna die, To long I have been away, Being at home is were I want to be, I can't stand not being able to see, You sitting here next to me, As I was writing this poem I was crying, But I couldn't help it, I felt like dying, Your in my head all day long, Wishing you were here visiting me, I wish you were able to come more often, Because being locked up separates us, Also me being so far away, And you not being able to come and stay, Because distance separates us, Mom please come and see me, Because i can't stand not be able to see you, And I can't stand not being next to you, All I get is one ten minute phone call a week, That just isn't enough as you can see. Created by: Zackary Grice Date: 5/13/13 Time: 1:40 p.m |