Tuesday, January 23, 2018

His Absence

When your father
Doesn’t bother
Or he’d rather
Be somewhere else
Not here with you
You feel broken
Middle token
This group of three
Siblings and me
Left to wonder
If we mattered
Still we ponder
Why did he leave
An ageless hurt
That will not heal
Perhaps one day
My eyes will see
Beyond the pain
His gifts to me
Guidance
Mentor
Strength
Laughter
One day before
He did love me
Perhaps maybe
I will be freed
To see what my -
Heart will not see
Life complicated
And overrated
Confusing
Disillusioning
Maybe what we
Never meant
It to be
C’est la vie!
A daydream

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