lifeinajadedmirror

My room is over seventy degrees, Yet my body is cold. Tears run down my face, The tears are the only warmth I have. Father, you promised me you would always be here. Where are you? It feels almost like my family is dead, And it hurts me to know they're not. I haven't heard from you in four years. You promised me that you would be here that summer. Father, where are you? Father, you've broken your promises. I know you're out there somewhere. I stare are your picture every night, You know, the one of you and mom. You look so happy. Father, why did you lie to me? Where are you? Sometimes, I wonder if you ever loved me. Soon I