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Dec 2013
He picks up the glass again;
Piercing shards

Remainders of the night
Evidence of affliction

Tossed away
Once Again

To be forgotten
'till tomorrow

He feels the injustice
He is aware of its presence

Never taught to run
Never taught to speak

He stays, basking in his pain
In loneliness he cries

In neglect, he wipes his own tears;
Pats his own back

Using a comforting tone, he reassures himself
Saying everything's going to be alright

His life is agony
His time is short

He will depart, soon
In a pursuit of a better world

Never to have a relationship
Only a love

She'll drive him through boulders
Cause his head to throb

Burn his wallet;
like a lighter and gasoline

She'll put him to asleep
He'll make her keep him awake

She'll take him down that road
He'll depart her, and the rest of the world

They caused this,
She'll be to the blame

They can plead 5th
She can be scorned

Never did they see
Never did they look

What's to find when not searching?

They'll continue their life...

Their son won't
He has left them...
For something they never knew how to provide:
Compassion

They heard the word
Even experienced

Never provided.
Pure Narcissism.

Their greatest possession is now gone
They lost sight of their true prerogative

They will never know
He never knew

An endless riddle
Look at yourself.
Solve.
Caty
Written by
Caty  Holland
(Holland)   
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