A boys sorrow

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Seven days before we meet, I hang here waiting to meet either you or the end,
Even as I stand I can't comprehend the notion of not being there as if I was a person that held a space like a trapped statute, I melt in sight of you, you see I'm ice cold or so I've been told.

Six nights I've waited, my sweat weights heavy on my face my tears stain my dirty face, my smell is unbearable my soul is unbalanced, here I stay no longer knowing the day, has it been seven day since we've been apart? Or seven years?

You looked at me with such dread but yet you never bared a word towards me, you have another child with you, she looks pal, her eyes wandering around, at last her eyes hit mine, I smile and so she does.

Days past we've become great friends, she asked why the man that cares never comes, I've come to know we are not cared for, we are just an object, but we "kids" care for one another.

We all find our freedom when the light shining red and blue come, we go out not knowing what to do, me and her find a house, soon we find ourselves planning schools for our children, we marry, soon my dear love pass.

I've grown to know a life of dread, yet the one who stopped to smile saved my soul, I've seen grandchildren, and even great grandchildren, I've fulfilled my story and my dear love has smiled down on earth so others can have better lives, I've reached paradise where I meet my love once more.

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