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And so the knight turned out to be the monster

September 4, 2010
By Anonymous

Why?
Why is it that when I'm usually
in a good mood or I've had an
amazing night
As soon as I get hom
my night quickly disappears in a
quick second. Why?
Can you tell me why dad?
Why is it that ever since I've
grwon up you seem not to notice
that I'm in the same room as you?
Or when you do notice me your mad
mad at me for the tinist stupidest
things
What happened to my knight in shinging armor protecting me from whatever hurt me?
But now I guess that knight doesn't care about his princess anymore.
Because instead of protecting me
Your the one hurting me
Why can't we talk and get along
how we used to?
Did I do something wrong?
Daddy tell me how I can fix it
Well, it's too late now
You pulled the last straw
I don't want anything to do with you anymore
And it's all your fault


The author's comments:
Well, this poem pretty much speaks for itself. This is the poem I wrote after my dad and I got into this huge fight. Now we don't even talk.

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on Sep. 20 2010 at 4:00 pm
SaMiLoVe97 SILVER, Okawville, Illinois
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If it doesnt break your heart it isnt love, if it doesnt break your heart its not enough. Its when youre breaking down with your insides coming out.Thats when you learn what youre made of.-Switchfoot<3

Wow. i can so relate to this. i used to be daddy's lil' girl n' now im just in tha way. i loved this poem  tho. great work(:

animaluvr said...
on Sep. 19 2010 at 11:16 am
This is a really good poem. i really love it. and it is so true. my dad isnt my knight very much anymore. i hope that one day you and your dad can patch things up.

on Sep. 18 2010 at 10:34 pm
AMCLRIDCA PLATINUM, CDA, Idaho
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Favorite Quote:
Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take... but by the moments that take your breath away.

Great poem! Im sorry about you and your dad. I know not really talking is not easy... Especially when nothing you do or say will make it better. I feel your pain... Your a great writer, and i love reading your poems! Thanks for the heads up! (: