Is This For Real
I feel life breaking a glass, any glass
Or screaming at anyone with or without cause
For now, my blood and tears have no rest,
Seething on a bomb of fury, anger claims a place
The rage pierces through my wounds too deep…
I never knew he has gone beyond the stars.
My soul hemorrhaged, my innocence vandalized
Please tell me this is night's cruel illusion!
Midnight prayers dripping lines of candle wax
I blow like a dam but only silence comes back,
My damn, damn essence cries for a resting nest
While he has traveled off in a land without maze,
And I continue to fear this anger will never fade
I drown in the reality of why…
Why is Daddy suddenly dead?
Contest ,Reality for Nayda Ivette Negron
5/19.2016
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2016
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