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In Hell's Ditch
When he dies the only thing he'll regret
Is spending time on things that he couldn't inject
With shaky hands he sips the devil's piss on Heaven's Hill
While he cries of isolation in the walls he has built
He lies on his back wishing he'd die for he can't go on living his lies
Hurt, embarrassment, mental illness, the whole nine
His words, not mine.
Dads
Long gone before I realized I had one, never got close enough to know anything about the absentee human. I adopted 2 and they are both dead now, but I had the advice and example of two fine men as guidance counselors. I befriended their wives, moms of my friends, and I called them mom. I rarely saw my mom, absentee was probably a blessing, I read of successful families and successful people and became one like that. They were the product of their times - harsh times, glad mine transcended to something better. Be well and god bless :D Stella