Artifact Poems

A Picture with Pops

I use to have you in a frame

Almost like a photo

But seeing that brings sudden pain

My heart suddenly grows cold

So I chose to throw you away

Not in a sense that you're trash

But keeping you around slowly broke me down

So to focus

I hid you in the top dresser the one that holds no value

Like a childhood toy shelved and long forgotten

You stayed there collecting dust but for what reason

Because I let this image of you bring up you leaving

I forgot who you were

To let the bad overwhelm the good

Was far from me

This photo a main factor

In my struggle something I simply hated

So I believed because of you my stature received these changes

I forgot who you were

I remember now

How you pushed me to succeed like a father would

You helped me told me I could

When I strayed away from my true path

You help put me back on track

So instead of remembering the bad

I'll remember just that

I need to remember

No bars will hold you

You can freely roam

A home far from home

These memories I hold on to

You helped me grow oh so bold

Cause when days are cold and feverish

That photo I hold it rids the cold

And I know for certain you're seeing this

A woeful road won't change my tone

So instead of just hating

This image I hid gracefully

I'll hang you up again

And use you as a means of motivation

A Father Figure