Sunday, May 24, 2009

Father Forgive Me.

I'm stuck in the middle of your demise.
The one you created just for me.
As I seek mercy inside of your eyes,
You strike me again unmercifully.

I've looked up to you the most of my life,
And did everything I thought made you proud.
But you've turned against me, your only child,
And beat me until I could not make a sound.

Now tears are streaming down my face,
and I wonder what I did to hurt you.
But I find my answers clearly in place,
And find I'm suffering what you've gone through.

I didn't choose to endure this life with a father who is unforgiving.
But you're wondering how I'm ten years older now,
And for my real father, I'm living.

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