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Empty Spaces

  • 18-03-2008 12:54pm
    #1
    mush21
    Closed Accounts Posts: 9 ✭


    Hi guys,
    I wrote some poems for the first time a few months ago.
    At the time I was stopped from seeing my beloved 5yr old daughter by her spiteful mother and on fathers day I sat down and wrote the poems.
    This is the first one I wrote.
    What do you think?

    EMPTY SPACES

    I sit alone here every day,
    Thinking of the child you took away.
    She was my heart she was my soul.
    She was the thing that made me whole.

    I have no hope I have no faith, I have no energy,
    She was my only pride and joy ,that rose inside of me.
    And now theres just an empty space where laughter used to dwell.
    My heart has got no purpose now, it’s just an empty shell.

    As I look at children play, in parks and on the beach,
    I think about my biggest loss, the child I cannot reach.
    Sometimes I wonder what she thinks when her mind remembers me.
    Does she think about the dad she lost, the dad she never sees.

    My days are filled with anger, my nights with painful grief.
    How I face each day without her is way beyond belief.
    Her toys are strewn about the floor , her bed is empty now.
    Abandoned like the autumn leaves shaken from the bough.

    Theres nothing left for me to have but distant memories,
    Of the times we had when she was young and full of energy.
    I hear her voice inside my head calling out to me.
    And when I close my eyes to sleep, her face is all I see.

    But deep within the darkness that lives inside of me,
    There is a tiny glimmer, a spark that’s hard to see.
    That spark is just a remnant, of the love that is inside
    The love which cannot disappear, the love I cannot hide.:)


Comments

  • #2
    anneshirsat
    Closed Accounts Posts: 10 ✭anneshirsat


    A beautiful poem straight from the heart. Your daughter may not know now what a spiteful Mum she has but she will in the future and she will also come to know her Daddy didnt leave her and never will.

    Wishing you the best.

    Anne Shirsat


  • #3
    mush21
    Closed Accounts Posts: 9 ✭mush21


    anneshirsat wrote: »
    A beautiful poem straight from the heart. Your daughter may not know now what a spiteful Mum she has but she will in the future and she will also come to know her Daddy didnt leave her and never will.

    Wishing you the best.

    Anne Shirsat


    Anne, I thank you for your kind words.
    Regards....M :)


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