About Left Behind

For whoever out there who actually did read Left Behind, this is where i got it from.

I didn't really realize who this poem was about until a close friend pointed it out to me. He said it was about my Dad. And I think He's right.My dad, is definetly not the best father in the world, and he probably wont ever win father of the year. And a lot of times it does feel like he left me alone. My dad is in the army and he moved to another state, never having been married to my mom, he never had anything to hold him here.

I really dont have much to say about this, so. . . . . .whatever.

From,
A lazy Yuuka

Left Behind

It slipped
through my fingers,
the hope,
the happiness,
the horror.
It all
melted
away.

I feel,
nothing.
I am,
nothing.
I am just
the long Forgotten
picture,
of your Childhood.

I didn't know,
that,
after everything,
you could
just,
leave me.
You left me
with nothing.
You made me
nothing.

Why did you
leave me?
So alone
and numb.
I used
to ask
that.
But,
then I remember,
You didn't
leave me
with nothing.

You left
me,
with memories
and dreams,
about what
was,
and what
we
could have been.