My life has been filled with sorrow, happiness, awestruck, terror and glee. Being born a bastard son, a fatherless child just nothingness. Good family as far as a child can see, never any answers why father aren't appeased.
Through out my childhood i struggle to find a place to learn how manhood should be. I look at the faces that show ad the places we go, the men that come (and go).
In my teenage, i find that you can concave with substances abused of all stages. Liqude, green, pills they all hide the pain that i never understood. I all but died, in my cell i slept wanting and aching my heart... how i wept.
A man ive become, many fires put out many bombs unstrung... with the good comes the bad, a child lost, a new beginning found. I find some one more damaged than me, i latch on with way to much steam. she is wrong, she is great to my feel, she loves me so much through all of her fear.
everything thing good must come to an end, i looked to other mends and just found drear. i looked anywhere i could just to fill the need f sweet warm mother, that was never near.
warmth comes, warmth goes. i filled my sheets with the many and the mass, anything just to not try and break my glass. the anger swelled, it grew and raged friends come and go and swear they will always be.
after all hope is gone, im just here to to breathe, what is this? a ray of hope holy shit! srsly!? never thought i would find its! it was never meant to be! you are supposed to hate me, im an asshole see here!
Your love you denied, but BAH it was just a front, everyday i saw you i knew it was junk. pitt, a bird then paris came. You finally showed me what it was to be loved again.
I knew our hopes i knew your dreams, a 3rd party was part of that whole picture scheme. nothing ever came was it you was it me? 0 help my boys gave but to your sorrow and screams. Again ive failed another person in my life. just a sad hollow excuse for a man who loves his wife.
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