If he was real...if he was real why is it that this happened...A mother that was never there nor seemed to really care. A father who could never be there because of the need to create survivability for us both. A child abandoned, left alone crying alone in the big house. Waiting for father to come home and give his love. Mother, does she exist, maybe...but knowing only breaks the child. Mother does not exist, mother is cannot be called mother but is an unknown. An entity in that donated life to father to create this one. Time flies by and years pass. Unknown shows herself and this one gives unknown a chance but that chance is gone and there is nothing connecting this one with her. Father, oh father you always tried to be there for this one but why did illness suddenly come forth. If he was real...if he was real why did he take you and not this one. This one finds comfort within true love until the wolf suddenly steps forward. A feeling of the inevitability of being torn to shreds. This one has only been hit with nothing but death, sorrow, and lonliness. All of which will never stop. If he was real...if he was real why does he not answer the call for this ones reaper to come and take life and every last breath away. Full of guilt, hate, sorrow, and lonliness, this one has no reason for living. If he was real...if he was real why let child squirm and live alone in darkness. This one, in the end, this ones guilt destroys childs smile for the life child must travel.
· Mon Oct 31, 2011 @ 01:43am · 0 Comments