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Abandon
He left and there I waited up all night on those stairs. 9yrs old I knew no fear but I dreaded the thought of releasing my tears because I knew if I dried them he still wouldn't be there. He wouldn't be there to care.So I stayed on the steps and grew into a man; How I did that without a father I don't understand?
But then again here I am with these hands; wrinkled to the core my hands show no signs of youth, they grow weary and dry as time passes by. My wings of ambitions do not fly, fly as high as they should. But I manage my altitude as best I can. But my soul still waits as the broken child on the stairs. My physical essence always moving but my soul and inner child still waits there, there on those stairs as if he promised me he'll come back.
As if he left me a letter with a date that states:
My Son,
My absence in your life has pained me so, I wish in an afterlife that you can forgive me for the sins I've done for my head is hung low. Low, Low like the values I'm sure you hold of me, low like my self-esteem and existence. that with you hopefully I can redeem. I'll will come back for you my son.
But he didn't to my biggest regret...for he just left, JUST LEFT AND NEVER CAME BACK
© Reaper