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Molly Dolloff Poem
It started out simple and easy,
We talked every other day,
Just friends,
You know.
Soon we gradually
Started opening up,
Got to know ourselves,
As well as each other.
Well this is what I though
Was something that
Wouldn't really become
Anything.
Well at the second I
Thought that,
Was when it came to the point,
Where I had long gone wrong.
I thought You were just A
Person,
There to call.
I never thought You'd be the one,
To make me feel happier than
The princess of a
Grand ball!
I started excepting that
I was falling for you,
But I honestly didn't
Really want to.
I knew I'd land hard,
Break me heart over not being
Able to be with
You.
I knew this was all comming,
But, yes.
I blocked it all out.
I decided I was in
Love with You
And, for believing those
Feelings,
I was through.
I now feel the pain,
Of loving You and not
Recieving the same feelings back,
But maybe someday,
Your Love,
I will no longer
Lack.
I Love You.
By:Molly Dolloff
Copyright © Molly Dolloff | Year Posted 2005
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Molly Dolloff Poem
Maybe if I run,
Never to return. . .
You'll cry a
Little.
Maybe if I slide
The blade across
My wrist and bleed to
Death,
You'll cry a
Little.
Maybe if I die
From that crystal meth,
You'll cry a
Little.
Maybe if my world died down
Forever, and gone
For good,
You might just miss me. . .
And maybe You'll cry a
Little.
Copyright © Molly Dolloff | Year Posted 2005
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Molly Dolloff Poem
She hears the
Ole' green pick up truck
Pull into the
Parking lot.
She peeks her head
Out from under
The covers and
Sees him stumble
Into the apartment
Door.
She runs
Downstairs to say
Goodnight.
Questions why he was
Gone 3 hours and didn't
Even return with
The milk or bread
From the store.
She smells his
Breath
Fresh of liquor and
Smoke.
She notices that
He's swaying
Side to side.
Whats wrong
Daddy?
Why can't You
Walk?
I though You quit drinking
Daddy,
You said you
Were through.
You promised me
No more beer
You said You loved
Me o' so dear.
"I hate You daddy"
Written in black crayon
On her bedroom
Wall.
But that is forever
Erased now,
Thats forever gone.
Written By: Molly Dolloff
Copyright © Molly Dolloff | Year Posted 2005
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Molly Dolloff Poem
I cry a flood or tears,
For reasons that nobody else
Could.
I stare into space,
Thinking about things
Nobody else would.
I love the things I love
For reasons even I will
Never know.
I dream the kind of
Dreams that I can't
Even show.
But now I look back at all of these
Rare passions,
And I notice that all I need
To do now,
Is cast out that ugly
Lingering look of You
Behind me,
And just
-Let go.
Copyright © Molly Dolloff | Year Posted 2005
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