Here is my entry:

WORST

I know I wanted to say something,
I wanted to write the best poem ever.
With an eager heart I took my pen and paper
Only to think of sly memories of you and how from here, somehow, you did sever.

Your absence leaves me like am curst.
Everyday, for your fatherly guidance, i do thirst.
I will never again feel the atmosphere of those days when you were alive.
And that's the part that's worst.
Maybe I should just walk to the Hearst.
Is that where you rest?

I need to see clearer,
This is no song of happily ever after.
And like every good song we did sing,
From here, someday, it'll sever.

I need to walk again...,
Close my eyes and wish you were here again.
My eager heart feels the pain.
But this is what I have gained.
My poem, for a longtime, will reign.