One Day

Its been a long fight, as we near the end Years have passed, and I crack My heart begins to leak It no longer pumps at its peak In a way its grown weak I stand yet I must fall to speak Unanswered questions begin to torment my soul The unknown in affiliation with love is a deadly dose As one may jump to conclusions in a way blindfolded Where lays the key? But it sits upon your hand And yet you remain silent O' what am I to see Will I break to never sing again will I flee forever out of this scene in which I play the poorest part I try fiercly yet if I am to fail it will be heart crushing The remainder of it that is for pieces have gone missing in time Lost I am Direction I see none Tired of this maze I grow I begin to see the weakness in me The point that draws between my vey ethics And I cry, for tomorrow may have light, yet not the bright that I dream of I wish I knew I cripple to my feet I limp to my path I truly can feel its doubt Waiting for a chance in which I will step out What am I to do I ask yet nothing comes in answer I loose, game over I fall to what? I linger round to see the unwelcoming light Alas I give in I surrender I am no poet But an instrument of literature Spin me that I may write Wrap me in the canvas As I dry Surely I die Good life To all Amen. -my struggle with my dad ....where ever he may be.