The photo snaps
were never your crack
the shake and bake,
it was just a misery.
We echoed in your ears
and beaten half to death,
& darken did the eyes
and the untrue lies
You promised never again
like I was your best friend,
but kids tend to be naive,
as you swore change at best,
No child wishes for this day,
but the anchor sinks, never sways
Hard to get reality from play,
when arms don't love but flail.
I sank into the sea
wishing the son I could be,
but what about the years
I needed you and not the fears,
Was I your miserable mistake
as fragile as the snow shall flake,
and it hurts deep as my eyes do wake,
& I try to be a saint & not the snake.
I wanted to make my mummy proud,
and it echoes....
still continues.
