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It's raining again, grey neon skies, washing away suppressed surfaces, to reveal unhealed wounds, to scars the eyes cannot see sometimes they bleed. Some say words heal, but I resist to express them, because I'm afraid of my vulnerabilities, anxious about tears I've never cried. You only see the smile, no one remembers that naive boy, waiting at the window for the shepherd who forgot his flock, and he was no black sheep if only I could reach him now so he would not grow up like he did not belong, stop searching for something, he did not know how to find. Stop composing that melancholic symphony, recycling emotions, he did not understand, I would tune his piano keys, repair his violin's broken strings, but there are too many silent secrets, blood stained walls will never reveal. You left me behind, with an empty toy box, taking with you childhood hopes, so ensued a vacuum of darkness - sucking me deeper into confusion. I remember watching you walk away, along a path of overgrown weeds. If it was not for the gift of mum's marbles, I would not have laid an alternative path, creating my protective bubble, so I could float away, from all the troubles until I lost them too. Tell me father, how was I to become a man? You pushed me upon my knees, like a cherry blossom in the wind. A victim of your sins, struggling to rise in adolescence, I kept faith in the path of marble, grateful for the guidance of my bubble. After years of silence upon your final sighs, watching you die without words, tears exploded for a stranger, forgiving broken promises, forgetting your crimes - cursing stubbornness and bitterness, thinking maybe it was me, not just you questions that will never be answered. Today I stand before your bed of marble, no need for a bubble, I feel no emotions. After all I am a product of my childhood, and you were a result of your own. Silent One 18 August 2019
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