“A pity, I wish you were my son.”

As I lie here hoping for the end

I need your words to remind me 

Of a simpler time

When the words no longer died in my throat

I scream and shout 

Only silence greets me now

I wish to yell 

To tell you that my life has meaning 

To prove to you that I could go on living 

Nothing comes out 

Just tears and the desire to break 

To break these chains that keep me here

I wish to tell you 

That in all my life

I have never seen someone live with so much strife

And to watch you become undone

By the world you cared so much about

Well Dad, it’s quite a pity how you look right now

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