The Lose
what does it mean to lose someone or something presous to u ... what does it mean when u have lost all hope in finding something that will ever fill the void that that object or person took from u . does anybody eve now how it feels to acauly lose all hope in ever replacing that thing within u .. i like to think not because i can understand it ... no one nows the same feelings another one has because each person is unique .. no matter how much they try there is no two person alike on this world .. so no one can ... but still may try ... i do as well .. and that is y i am writing this ... i have friends all over the world i help with my words i write here and that is y once again i open my dark heart for a new work .. the work of loss ... to lose that specail place within u is like lossing ur own life a million times and nothing on this world may ever fill it back up .. but i say never give up ... it is not impossible .. but improbable ...
why do i think this .. well a long time ago i lost someone so important to me i thought nothing else matter to me ... i lost the one person i wanted to now most and never had a chance to now .. that person wasnt around for much of my life .. infact he wasnt really around at all .. but he was important to me .. he was my true father ... that man was something else .. he was a mystery to me that i wanted to salve .. to understand .. and to now... but i never got the chance with him ... i lsot him when i was only 13 and it tore me into pieces .. it was so hurtful that i never even heard the man say he loved or even cared about me or my brothers .. .but i still loved him .. with everything in my heart.to think this man was everything to me and yet he was nothing at the same time... so many others say they understand this pain .. but they cant .. they are not me ... and they cna not understand how much that man ment to me.
it was like giving up everything i had to understand him .. and if i could i would give up more jsut to see him again .. even once more .. i would give up anything .. even if it ment my life ... the one thing that should be charished the most .. but i would give it up in a heart beat.. i now that sounds harsh .. but i would .. that is how important that man was to me .. no matter how bad he was ... he was still my father ... he was still the reason i was born into this world ... and thanks to him i am who i am. if he was never in my mothers life then ther would have never been me .. and so many of the friend i have saved with my writing would be still lost.. so i am prod of that man .. and i sometiems think he is prod of me .. but someday i would love to hear it ... but his voice.
by: Joseph R. thompson
