Poets are those who love,--who feel great truths, And tell them.

May 15, 2012

One Night

by Danielle
One night I woke up because somebody broke me.
I cried and cried but I couldn't tell you why.
I walked around and into the bathroom.
When I looked in the mirror I saw my daddy's face.
In my head I heard him say...
"Babygirl, waste your tears on something worth it.
You're too beautiful to be tear-stained."
At that moment I smiled and I saw my face..
The face of a broken girl, but one 
that would be okay in the end.

1 comment:

  1. I felt the same way just the other night... I saw his face in my dreams and i woke up with tears streaming down my face.

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