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To My Only Son
Dear Jonathan,
It isn't winter or December yet and yet, your heart is frozen and as cold as ice...what happen to things that made you nice? What has the world done to you that can't be undone, my son? I have carried you inside my womb and even long after you were born and even now as you live I still...carry you.
What has the world done to you that can't be undone, my son? Who has cut your wings and disabled you to fly? Who has taught you such deception and lies, who has taken your hope and convinced you not to live but only to survive? My son, my son why aren't you free? A proud man, taught to stand upright, now brought down to one knee...I can tell your soul has tasted defeat. Have I failed you my son...
WHAT HAS THE WORLD DONE TO YOU THAT CAN'T BE UNDONE, MY SON?
Dear Mother,
You have never brought sin to this world, every decision you have made you have faced the consequences even when there should have been none. You ask "What has the world done to you that can't be undone, my son?" Whatever the world has done to me I have made it through, it isn't what the world has done to me, it is what the world has done to you!
They have taken you from me with nothing in return, they took the one person that was meant to love me unconditionally. The sun still shines bright despite your absence but it no longer brings light to me...I feel that I am in darkness...a cold darkness without you here. Memories of me being a gentleman has disappeared and faded like a wishful dream, my tears now show in yells and screams. How could heaven possibly do this to me?
WHATEVER THE WORLD HAS DONE TO ME I HAVE MADE IT THROUGH, IT ISN'T WHAT THE WORLD HAS DONE TO ME MOTHER, IT IS WHAT THE WORLD HAS DONE TO YOU!
please...come back
© Reaper
It isn't winter or December yet and yet, your heart is frozen and as cold as ice...what happen to things that made you nice? What has the world done to you that can't be undone, my son? I have carried you inside my womb and even long after you were born and even now as you live I still...carry you.
What has the world done to you that can't be undone, my son? Who has cut your wings and disabled you to fly? Who has taught you such deception and lies, who has taken your hope and convinced you not to live but only to survive? My son, my son why aren't you free? A proud man, taught to stand upright, now brought down to one knee...I can tell your soul has tasted defeat. Have I failed you my son...
WHAT HAS THE WORLD DONE TO YOU THAT CAN'T BE UNDONE, MY SON?
Dear Mother,
You have never brought sin to this world, every decision you have made you have faced the consequences even when there should have been none. You ask "What has the world done to you that can't be undone, my son?" Whatever the world has done to me I have made it through, it isn't what the world has done to me, it is what the world has done to you!
They have taken you from me with nothing in return, they took the one person that was meant to love me unconditionally. The sun still shines bright despite your absence but it no longer brings light to me...I feel that I am in darkness...a cold darkness without you here. Memories of me being a gentleman has disappeared and faded like a wishful dream, my tears now show in yells and screams. How could heaven possibly do this to me?
WHATEVER THE WORLD HAS DONE TO ME I HAVE MADE IT THROUGH, IT ISN'T WHAT THE WORLD HAS DONE TO ME MOTHER, IT IS WHAT THE WORLD HAS DONE TO YOU!
please...come back
© Reaper
