Monday, April 14, 2008

To my Father

That's it,
it's gone,
all the things unsaid,
the moments fleeted.

Suddenly that voice
& touch are no longer.

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah I scream!
Why?
WhyWhyWhyWhyWhy?

Time.
All consuming,
life burning.

You gave,
I took.
Forever with me.

Realisation comes crashing down,
unforgiving.

I carry on,
wounded,
lacking, longing.

I shall Smile though,
& heal.
Fou You.

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