For Her

Birthed
from a raped mother’s
dark womb
I feel the pain
of the rain
pelting her soul’s wound

I am her anger
his face
his hands
his eyes
yet
she loves me
even as she cries

But I do not love me

I vowed
to steal the light
from lightning
and the sound
from thunder
I vowed
never to allow her
to wonder
if I will also
be the addict
if alcohol
would be my habit
I vow
never to allow
the rain to fall
to stand
as her little man
and hope that she knows
that she understands
I am
her child too

So I will try to love me
for her

I can only keep reading... the spectrum of feelings this brings I have to experience more than once...

"I will try to love me for her"

I was sitting around thinking and somehow this came into my thoughts. Not sure how I would feel if I were in this situation but hopefully I captured it.

Excellent write.....

Nice, my friend!

tommy boy

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a free flow experience... I'm so pleased to get to feel it too...

"I feel the pain"
"of her soul's wound"
"I am her anger"
"yet she loves me even as she cries"
"I hope that she knows that I am her child too"
"so I will try to love me for her"

It grows deeper inside me with each journey through... this one is the most profound from you...

I like....mig

Beautifully spoken Mig !
And ALWAYS love yourself !
Just as a mothers love is unconditional
So than MUST yours be !
WOW i like it a lot !
Write On !



KiK

Players of passion playing with fire street lights are flashing who Are they 4? Fisted love feeling fantasy is her love worth the price she's asking for?