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Poetic Angel

 

Bye, Dad

The rain drips from my forehead,

It mixes with my tears,

And creates a cascading pool of

Lost hopes and dreams

They run down my body and

Crash to the ground.

I gaze into the sky and

See the gray that my life has been

The darkness seething in anger

At the speckle of light

That tries to peek through.

The pounding of the rain

Bellows its agony upon my skull,

It vibrates with a torturous

Echo inside me.

The tap, tap of my blood

As it lands to the ground

My heart now shredded

The agony and torture

Of my solitude encompasses me.

There must be an ending to this

A liberation that is destined, intended

A glimmering hope of freedom.

I stand before him, desperate

An answer, forgiveness, hatred

Acceptance or resolve

For a reason, a fatal error of judgement

A person filled with emotion

Confusion, agony, self-mutilation

Answers never to be found

My questions, reasoning, never to be resolved.

As I look up, towards the clouds

The grayness that will inevitably

Be my life from this moment till forever

Till my last dying breath

I look forward to our meeting again

When the plains will be equal

Answers will be un-required

As your touch will be all.

Goodbye, Dad, See You Soon!

1/17/2000

Dedicated to VAR

Copyright 2000 A. L. Tom Roumeliotis

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