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Lonely Child

Lonely child Dwelling under this roof that use to be bullet proof I sit out here lost home alone With visions of you that I carry when you were still at home I await daily to feel your love over the discourse we have on the phone This house remains vacant And the fresh smelled aroma from you washing our laundry still lingers throughout the vents Coming up from the basement And the walls still echoe your consoling voice After the authorities came in and abducted you surviving standing alone has been my only choice Im a lonely child Your 1 out of 5 children with adopted emotions of an only child And when they sentenced you to fifthteen years in prison my entire world turned wild Dedicated to my 4th child my love Im still your big bright eyed child only subtract the smile Because when these floors get to creaking your footsteps it questions me was your crime really worth the while I envision you in the kitchen, in my bedroom planting kisses in my sleep Awakening me to late walmart runs Say’n son come grab a videogame its gonna be fun You ten years in now we walking down them miles You stated Son hindsight is always better than foresight And if I was thinking rational and sober it wouldnt had resulted to this and Ill redo that night I should have been grateful and appreciated all that I had And if I retained the knowledge I hold today You wouldnt be displaying those perplexed frowns living sad Maybe then Ill still have the presence humor of my dad Lonely child, Its almost over now I just pray the vacant structure is still standing And the resentment of destruction hasnt torn it completely down Have faith in God He promised to restore back what we lost 10 fold I understand your cold And for me to keep telling you Im coming home each year is getting old But trust God and find strength Ill be back home and things will come back around We will renovate that home And it will be the best in town You wont be left alone And we will no longer have to express our love over this phone The flood of your tears will reduce from being spilled And all of your empty vacancies will then be filled Then you wont be lonely Sitting listening to the noises of the broken home I left behind that crys and moans

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