like the way that he eases the tension in the room,
like the way he works diligently day and night to make sure
his loved ones can live comfortably.
like the way he is able to share his gentle kindness and love to strangers
and treat his children even gentler.
I'm like my father in the way that he loves with his whole being,
yet runs off the moment he's not given the same reciprocation.
Like the way he won't bother to communicate when something is amiss,
like the way he won't bother trying when he's not given back to
even if the other person doesn't know how to.
I'm like my father in the way that I run away from my problems,
I drown myself in indulgences in order to forget life's burdens.
Like how he wouldn't bother being home for his dying wife
and his 3 children.
Like how he found someone else to fill that void hole in his heart
and left everything behind in an attempt to start over.
I'm like my father because I want to fill that void in my heart
I'm like my father because while he wants 'love',
all I want is to love,
and be loved.
I run away because I am afraid of dealing with anything else life throws at me,
as if I haven't experienced more pain already
than someone has in a lifetime.
I'd be like my father if I wasn't me
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