Dead Memories

Happy f*****g Father's Day

I cry

not for my life now

I cry for my lost dreams

the life I'll never lead

those Father-Daughter dances

I just sat and watched them pass

people want a happy face

so I'll just grin and laugh

but when the dances end

my tears cant stay within

black and whites that hang

in houses of those girls

the girls I want to be

it's everything to me

no, I don't cry for this life

I cry for the memories I never had

Reviews

[I'llPlayTheJuliet]

To be honest this caught my attention because of the title (reminding me of the Slipknot song)
But I have to say this is a wonderful poem, I really enjoy the flow of it as well as the subtle rhythm, something I myself strive to achieve while also trying to not sound like a dr.seuss book.
Great job!

[Danielle Landry]

I like this :) good job.