The orphan
Sick note.
The worlds light, burned bright.
In these little eyes of mine.
Plucked from warmth of
My hosts bloodied insides.
Your eyes were bloodied
And bloody bloodshot.
You shot glances which
Sickened my stomach.
I once forgot.
A life that formed no bond,
Because he’s bound to no one.
Just like his father before him.
Just like my father before him.
I forgot the knife you twisted,
And turned in my back.
No interest in my growth,
Colours turn to black.
Attempted to murder me,
Bury me like a shameful secret.
Your own flesh and blood
Here I am, your biggest regret.
I always dreamed of being loved.
Wanted by the man with no face.
Nothing but a coward,
I curse myself for carrying your traits.
The door was left unlocked, open.
But your footsteps were distant
Your looks were frozen.
I’m forever in a shadow, of a man
Who knows no shame.
I’ll forever stare at a father
Who holds no blame.
I’m just a sick note to you.
A poorly excuse of existence.
I’m your lies, your mistakes, your son.
I’m everything you are and shouldn’t be.
I’m forever always unloved.
I’m your sins, your sickness, your disease.
I’m your darkness, your anger, your creed.
But I’m still your son.
I shall bear no truth as my actions will be of purpose.
Tell me father, what did I do to deserve this?
I shall carry your blood in these veins of mine.
Until I am no more and these veins run dry.
I am not a hole in history, I shall be whatever I please.
I am not my fathers son, I am and forever will, be free
(2014)
Very personal information based on abandonment issues regarding my father.
