thatygpoetickidd | Poetry Vibe
thatygpoetickidd
This poet practices good karma and posts comments 16800
contest winner
lightness in the dark
wonder if i should free write

Site Rank

GENERAL

  4 star general
Total poems   224
Lifetime Views   37896
Total poems - 7 days   21
Total poems - 30 days   21
Total poems - 90 days   22
Total poems - 365 days   22
you need to login or register to leave a comment

I sleep alone on the moon.

CATEGORY

life

Views: 209
She said her phone is dying yet she can find the time to post a subliminal message to the man she claims she is still in love with after he done cheated on her she recently had his first kid a beautiful moment they were suppose to share together but unfortunately he was unable to make it to the delivery room because she gave her mom her phone the boy was furious and confused as to why the mom couldn't send a simple text message saying that she could be giving birth at any minute or have the decency to at least ask if he needed a ride the boy cried punched a mirror and broke it with the force of his anger and sadness the babys mother claim she understands what he was going through he lashes out saying she doesn't understand because she was there giving birth the boy feels as thought he missed one of the most important moments of his child's life he knows it may not be a big deal to everyone else but to him that moment was everything for how could he look at his daughter in the eyes growing up and say to her that he wasn't there when she was born it's not like it was by choice but either way he feels guilty and responsible for not being there the boy realizes the trust he once had for his baby mama and her family has completely evaporated because of that special moment he didn't get to have with her the boy decides to sleep because the stress and pain is weighing in on him like a lion on his bacc even though he tries to sleep he can't he ends up staying up through the night he wants to brake down so badly because in his heart no one around him knows what he is going through he constantly tell himself he can't trust no one not even his own mother he told her about the baby later on he comes to find out she's been telling everybody in the family tree about his gift from heaven family members began to draw to him like a moth to a flame or like a pencil to a sketching pad smh it's all bad

You must be registered to leave a comment. Registration is FREE.

Register

COMMENTS

Contest Winner  

Charles2 says:

It hurts sometimes to try to be correct when others you care about, care less about you. being aware, this moment that you share is all part of a test to be that astronaut, a master of the task to follow that dream to who you are, even though others might not yet be in tune with you. Nice work expressing your emotions. Look back at this as if you're eighty years old, what you have is the courage to be heard and be that person your daughter will come to admire and respect.

poems by this commentor


login below

Forgot your username?