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September 3, 1988
I’m sick to death of covering up I want to rant and rave I am mad angry at the world how could it be so wrong on my last night at home
Mom Dad I’m sorry I wasn’t there you’ll miss me after I go yet all I do is stay away
Beth I love you as I have told you tonight I needed you like never before to talk to to be with to soothe my fragile soul I busted tonight the sadness of leaving is real much more than I can take I needed to tell you to open up with someone shove aside my brave but put-on face but after the party we’re watching videos with friends I had no idea how to take you away from that though the desire was strong I needed you I couldn’t begin to reach you so now I write and pray hard for I am miserable and I know not what to do I love you I need you always
My friends forgive me if I didn’t dance around the evening was all wrong but nothing would have been right no matter what I had too much on my mind to enjoy it at all I am too selfish to enjoy it your way thank you for your care and for your love forgive me
After the “All Purpose Party” of tonight when it finally hit that I was leaving & and a misunderstanding.
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I'm Sick to Death of Covering Up A poem by Peter Rhebergen Download the book Each New Day a Miracle Bible Studies How to Study the Bible Life is Wonderful Photography Copyright 2024 About me |
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