Friday, March 18, 2016


Dear God
I am breaking
Doing the best I can
My dreams were over
Even before my life began
No matter what I hoped
I was a child
I never became a man
Waiting for a mother
A boy
Waiting for his dad
Became what he wanted
More than simply being sad
I know that
I have a lot more to be
Thankful for
But when tears are dry
From constant fall
Nothing to do
But scream
You eventually say
What's the use
And I do
And I know
What is the use
Of anything