ChaoticGood

A father's story.



I loved her like a flower

and decimated her ever hour,

I craved her with ever desire

and broke her into a sour.

 

I fell in ever way as her carnal 

beauty that drove me,  fell away.

 

A spiritual love grew in me,

hungry and starved still I

remained.

 

A father disrespected &

not loved, out of resentful

lies, filling our home

with a hateful presence,

base upon selfish desires.

Is a father that leaves his

children to live in despair.

 

 

The day had came,

 I felt no blame,

let go of my shame,

and in a blink of a eye,

I said goodbye.

 

 

In the end,  my reasoning is tossed.

I am a father with a greater

loss. 

 

I gladly offer to the lord

my soul upon the cross, a will

reaffirm by my children's cost.

 

My soul lives on in them, greater it 

is then all our sin.

Release all my anger, with all my reasoning.

To come full circle in soulful enduring.

 

 

Humble I remain and loving in all I see.

I cannot deny I care about her the same

as the day we parted ways.

 

A spiritual love, a understanding

beyond a emotion set a flame.

 

 

I accept her life is broken,

yet her heart was never mine,

and in time she decide life

void of us as she moved

away.

 

 

What this father found

at the end of his journey.

 

How selfish was I

that did not see,

 my kids perfect love is all

Indeed, and sadly I know

they bleed that we could

not bind in love together as one

and fulfill there need.

 

A reflection of them in me.

 

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  • Author: Sigra (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 12th, 2018 10:43
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • marquisha

    That song was perfect match for your words! Deep....



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