Showing sad poems for tag "Childhood Memories"

Memories That Haunt Me

Hannah

He sits on his death bed and stares at the clock,
tick tock he says, tick tock. 

  His daughter walks in and she is a mess, 
filled with the fear that her father is dead. 
her eyes fill with joy until she hears his last words,
and outside the window the birds start to chirp.
Her father lay limp, white on the bed, 
as his daughter wishes that she also was dead.

  So she starts to dream of the things she could do,
so she could end up like her father too.
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