this is good.
the following lines especially speak to me:
"how to grasp the impossible?
Say the unsayable?
Mourn the loss of that which still haunts?
feast on vengeance yet become not evil?
I sing odes and lullabys to a stony faced reticent boy
who knows what I know....
that trust was betrayed...
that Monsters are real....
I didn't know this would turn out...it still may not...but what other choice do I have?
Through the looking Glass I walk to rescue my past,
I am his fortress, his champion,
and I will banish the monster.......
no matter how hard this is. "
i appreciate your work.
"the scariest thing about abuse of any shape or form, is, in my opinion, not the abuse itself, but that if it continues it can begin to feel commonplace and eventually acceptable."
- Alan Cumming, "Not My Father's Son"