Rooted Shadow

Sometimes blood is thicker then water. No directions, guidance, or father. my blood boiling, hotter,

hotter and hotter. Clear tears feeling like raging saltwater.

A swollen heart bursting from confusion. Chasing questions without an easy end. Gotten into so

many inner executions. I couldn't comprehend the struggles that transcend.

A shadow dancing on eggshells, nails, and glass. Praying for God could offer it a holy sign.

You know a little sunlight for this little grass. Too bad, the line to the divine was declined.

I was alone with a name i didn't understand. I had an empty heart and even emptier hands. I bath in

emptiness and loneliness firsthand. I’m trying to understand the foggy meaning of how to be man

Every Single father day, I was complety alone. No joys of celebrating past times. The grief slowly

melting in my bones. I was young yet I wasn’t in my prime.

My Whimpering cries falling on deaf ears. No sunlight in my mental cave. The inner mockings of my

fears. My depression coming in millions of waves.

My Existence flickering in the chaotic storms. my mind bobbling the concepts of who am I. The

echoes wishing I wasn't born. I couldn't see a glimmer of light in my inky sky.

What I learned in the deepest depth of life. The virtue is you really don't need family. Yes, life is full

of inner and outer spite. Truly Love whoever you are but Don't be hazily unhappy.

Remember that empty loneliness is a great teacher. Whenever you plant a tiny seed. Be there to

make it stronger and never weaker. Do what ever to proceed to make him or her succeed.