Are my hearts reaching roots and trees?

I feel it quiver deep down inside
A continuous ****** I can't abide.
You whispered you would stay by my side
But you're gone,  you've withdrawn,  like the tide.

And my mind feels that gap, when it cries
Left to the emptiness of the void.
Beware, I may get paranoid
Have you ever believed in your lies?

I feel it giggling getting higher
And it shows you I was tougher
Than this little sweet teen you cuddled
Than this hugged high school girl you hurdled

And my mind rejoices, when you say
That I was nought but a heap of hay.
Whilst you've made sure to keep me at bay
Are you a little more noble than clay?

The more one sees from men you're the lees
The more I will feel free from your fees.
While you are standing up on your glees
Are my laughters  reaching roots and trees…

Father?


July 14, 2013
Onboard a train from Lyon to Montpellier.