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Nymphy

That what our baby girls name would have been
But sadly her life will never begin
She lives only in this song and in my heart deep within
Now i look back and imagine her grin and wish things could have been,
different now bring on the violin
Our little girl would have been so innocent
The most beautiful little infant
But now she'll never see the light of day and we've become so distant
We no longer share anything not even a commitment
We like strangers in the street we stay at a distance
Even though we both know that it was alway me B but i was too blind to see that
After that week to my love you were resistant
And i was too persistent
I never thought that I was the ticket to your depression
Now i look into the past and want to cause a spin and take everything back but what i would change is the topic of my thoughts yes the answer at last So What would i change in the past Id make our love last and bring nymphadora to this world so i can hear her laugh and id change myself
For you and her thats just that
Id do anything to give her the greatest life and be the best dad
Unlike the biological one i never had
Its odd that i don't find that sad and its never made me mad
Because the father i have is great and i will be too thats not up for debate
For now just sit back and relax as i explain my story of how i became what i am which is perfection
It all started with my father to my recollection
He set the example for what i would become, a locked up abusive alcoholic coke head who is now dead
What you don't believe what i just said
Well believe it i mean his name was Brody too, I've worked all my live to not be his replication
We have alot in common except i care and i have endless toleration
He didn't thats why when i was a child him and my mother had brutal altercations
He was always in jail i only met him through visitations
My family kept me away from him like segregation
Now that i'm older i can't even remember his face or voice i still want to meet him so i wait everyday in anticipation
I know hes no longer my father but i still dream of have him in my life even if it was just an association
I wish i could get him on a track as a collaboration
But between the dead and the living there is no communication
All i have left is storys told to me by family im sure its all just a dramatization
I met him in a hallucination
Of a bright light call it a visualization
Then he walked out of the shining light in the illumination
But He didn't say a word he just looked into my eyes
I didn't realize what he was telling me then i did an interpretation
I knew he was proud of me his only creation
And i could tell he was sorry because all my life he was gone in jail incarceration
When i came back to reality i had a realization
That i need to change my lifes direction thats right make a correction to perfection
Then discover my true identification
And yes thats B punctuation.

Copyright © Brody Brown | Year Posted 2014

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