If Only You Had Told Me
Alright, so, no idea where this came from – Actually, that's a lie. It came from a slightly depressed Mary Penelope, who's actually not going to camp for a month, and from reading too many Danny Phantom reveal fics. Stupid plot bunnies. I'll probably post a couple of poems today. When I get in a kinda depressed mood, I don't talk much, and tend to write lots of poetry. Anyway, read, enjoy, and review if you feel like it.
If only you had told me.
Didn't you always know?
I'd do anything for you,
Even make friends with my foe.
If only you had told me.
Would I still be here today?
Praying for you without me,
To be happy everyday.
If only you had told me.
I would've listened to what you said.
If you'd taken the time to sit me down,
Let me know what was in your head.
If only you had told me.
I would've laughed and cried.
Happy that you trusted me,
Sad that you had lied.
If only you had told me.
There'd be only happy tears.
This wouldn't have happened,
And there'd be no truth to your fears.
If only you had told me.
I wouldn't have done what I did.
I wouldn't have hurt you like that,
If I had known what you hid.
If only you had told me.
I wouldn't be mourning in my room.
Crying at your demise,
Thinking of your doom.
If only you had told me.
I never would have killed you.
I wouldn't have hunted or despised you,
If only I knew.
If only you had told me,
I wouldn't feel the way I do.
We'd be helping each other,
If you told me it was you.
If only you had told me.
You wouldn't be stuck in the ground.
You'd fly high up to the heavens,
Your soul, so lost, now found.
If only you had told me.
I loved you, don't you know?
You meant the world to me,
You were a pleasure to get to know.
From that first day when you smiled,
Up at me.
To last week when,
Your secret set you free.
From diapers, to comics,
From the beginning to the end.
From your first day of school,
To meeting your first friend.
It was wonderful to get to know,
The young man I had borne.
But now your gone,
And all I can do is mourn.
Goodbye to you, my son,
May you live up in the sky.
And with the angels and the Lord,
May you forever fly.
So, as some of you may have guessed, this poem is 'by' Maddie, who's Danny's mom, and what happened is, she caught him in ghost form, accidentally killed him, and know she's traumatized and thinking of how different things would have turned out if Danny had only told her.
So, there you go. Angsty poetry, Mary Penelope style. It sucks, but if you don't like it, blame my mood.
Anyway, I'm off to post, read, and try not to post more angsty poetry.
Penelope, over and out!