A Cloudless Child by Micheal (top rated ebook readers txt) 📖

unfair
I can't, I can't, yet I can
This is all too much, I don't understand
How could he take this away from me?
I've lost my face, my eyes, can't see
No tongue, no mouth, no talk, but I walk
To where I can't see, to where I can be
A person of pride, a person subside
But life, come strife, end knife
And I'm on the edge, I begin to fall
The ground comes near, to end it all

Come end, come pain
Come friend, come stain
Spill far, spill wide
Spill our - spilled lies
Death, end of breath
Lies, last goodbyes
I fall, to cry
I stall, you die
My band, makes not a sound
As my body, meets the ground


Part 4:A Cloudless Childs Watcher


I died for life
I died by knife
For a child of cloudless perportions
A death to cause, two minds distortion
I watched him grow up
I watched him grow away
I watched them both, everyday

With eyes counted two
I seen both of you
Fight to lose
Loss by twos
While I cried a thunderstorm
Your hearts no longer warm

I watched him kill his soul
Self-infliction of letting go
Of my hand, when they announced a section c
And said warmth, that he loved me
Before I was put under the knife
That would take away three lives
Over the years, under the tears
With mistaken accusations
We all died that day

I seen him turn away from the rising son
I seen him confused, I seen him run
From responsibility and reason
Towards a noose and notted treason
I watched him abuse his child away
I watched him shed a thousand tears that day
I watched him writhe in pain
I watched them both the same
I seen him with stricken eyes
I seen him jump, and say goodbye
With the taste of guilt on his tongue tip
With a single tear, that made his last trip

I watched my child, that summer day
Pick up that bird, without a word
Shed a tear, and twisted its life away
I watched him with silent screams
Kills those animals, spilled his nightmares from dreams
I seen him look with confused eyes
Question why his father despised his futile tries
To impress
A second guess
And he fell short of sane
When understanding took a name
And the mirror sported a face
With no heart, with no race
And that was the start, of his quickened pace
To a world where everyone is stock full of blood
But lacked a face

I watched his heart burn in flames
I watched his mind take the blame
And turn it to a fantasy
Where everything was exstasy
And the end of his father
Would bring him to me

I watched his thoughts form a bloody mold
I watched him listen to the words untold
That seeped through denials mirror
To cover the stains and all the fears
Left in the wake of death
The beginning, and end of breath

I watched him return, to his stricken home
I watched him walk, but not alone
I seen the desperation of his plea
I seen what he couldn't see
I watched as he read the lettered paper
I watched as the last string wavered
And broke, letting him run wild without reason
Talking with no preceeding thoughts or seasons
Walking to run where no one could ever reach
All for the cause he now couldn't breach
I seen him jump, a jump to match his father
But with no rope to catch, for he couldn't be bothered
I watched him fall, I watched them all
I cried my tears, my rational fears
I watched him die, I watched me cry
I watched, I seen, I saw
I cried, I screamed, in awe

I died for life, I died by knife
I died for death, three ends of breath
By fault of none, I've lost my husband, and son Imprint

Publication Date: 01-07-2010

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