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tears roll down my face

it's been so many years...

i'm sorry dad, but this life is just hurting too bad

all those years stoned face and cold...

that's how a man does his time to get through his bit

i'm finally out,i never cried

would you be mad now

that i shed a tear at your funeral

i'm sorry dad,but i can't act stoned face and cold anymore

i'll bring my own son to visit your grave someday

he'll know it's okay for a man to cry

it's okay to tell your son i love you

i guess i'll just be doing it differant than you

rest in peace

i love you

[This is a work in progress poem. Feedback much appreciated]


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