Ocean of Life
If I had one desire granted
It would’t be wealth
It would be that everyone would love one another
Because every day it's like we kill a million dreams
And it seems everybody is on different teams
They say Americans are too violent
Little do they know it's just the ones in power
I don't mean to get deep
I'm just speaking out the truth
I was three when my dad left into the wind
Pushed me in the ocean of life
He said go because you have to float now
That's what I did even though I was scared
I kept moving trying not to drown further
Because a person only floats when he is dead
Life can be cold as an Eskimo in summer outfits
My heart use to cry softly but let nothing stop me
So many cold poems I've thought of
And never had the time to write them
Because of unpleasant times who
Would and why think of
They just bring more unwanted tears
Many ran through my pain
Abandoned by their own father
It's not easy to let that kind of thought go
But I still forgave him
I think that’s what made me stronger
I'm not too sure you will understand it
But I must express it
Santa clause is on drugs
Because there is no presents
I found out it was my own parents
I was so mad for living in lies
Now I hate Christmas
I don't want to remember the bus stop
Of broken dreams or trying to run away
From a home that brought so many tears
All I'm trying to say I miss you dad
Copyright © James Aguilar | Year Posted 2009
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