Early morning suns still sleeping
Rooster's eyes still remain closed
Sleep once again's been stolen from me
Confusion's cloud's all that remains
Betrayal's innocence lay sleeping
Cradled in my trembling arms
Can't help but feel like it's all my fault
What joy and pain this angle brings
When will pain's grip start retreating
When will I start to breath once more
Is this the best hand life can deal me
Is this all I am destined for
Tiny eyelids sweetly quiver
Tiny fingers grip my thumb
Heaven when he wakes and smiles
A smile that melts away the numb
She walks in when she hears him
She takes him giggling from my arms
Hope she can't see that I've been crying
I hope that all the tears have dried
Few hours later there's a knocking
a father come to claim his right
As he leaves a begin dying
His baby should have been mine
When will pain's grip start retreating
When will I start to breath once more
Is this the best hand life can deal me
Is this all I am destined for?
Author notes
Confused and hurting.
Just letting some feeling out.
Comments
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OH MY!
This is sad. I see so much pain in this I wish I couls take it away. It takes a real man to stand by her side. Good luck in the contest, love & life my friend. ~~Iridessa~~
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This just breaks my heart. It is such a well written expression of pain and frustration. And believe me...I KNOW how you feel. Thank you so much for the entry...and blessings to you!
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Such a sad but well written write. Well done and take care.
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This my not be exactly what the contest was looking for, but thins have me to the peak of frustration right now.
Thanks for taking the time to read it.
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