Unfolded
Friday, April 12, 2013 3:49:09 PM
I incredulously stood there, stared at you as you laid there, with nothing but black tears coming out of your eyes, was it a sign?... Black.... was it a sign? Gormless me, Shaking my head as I tittered, Dad? Are you asleep with your eyes open? Dad? Teach me how to do that
Dad? May I wipe your black tears?
Da.....d,
I hesitated to finish calling, my hand on your chest, your body as cold as the breeze in Antarctica, I knew then.
''Chip of the old block'' you'd call onto me, soon you'll be ashes to dust.
I stood there incredulously. . . And wondered ''Is this a tentative end? PAPA WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING? I DIDN'T GIVE YOU THE AUTHORITY TO LEAVE ME!!''. The veins on your hand turned navy blue, why? What? You? A tough trained Soldier who fought for the liberation of our country but yet you're not tough enough to fight the white light and the hand reaching out for you? You want wings? I can get you some, you want a white gown? Lets go buy one! You want a halo upon your head? I can design one for you made of flowers and leaves, i swear i can, don't go! Give me the chance!! Is being an angel better than being a father? You obnoxiously misled me and went! Do you still expect me to be normal after this? Who, who am i talking to?. . . Sleeping child.
Dad? May I wipe your black tears? Da.....d,
I hesitated to finish calling, my hand on your chest, your body as cold as the breeze in Antarctica, I knew then.
''Chip of the old block'' you'd call onto me, soon you'll be ashes to dust.
I stood there incredulously. . . And wondered ''Is this a tentative end? PAPA WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING? I DIDN'T GIVE YOU THE AUTHORITY TO LEAVE ME!!''. The veins on your hand turned navy blue, why? What? You? A tough trained Soldier who fought for the liberation of our country but yet you're not tough enough to fight the white light and the hand reaching out for you? You want wings? I can get you some, you want a white gown? Lets go buy one! You want a halo upon your head? I can design one for you made of flowers and leaves, i swear i can, don't go! Give me the chance!! Is being an angel better than being a father? You obnoxiously misled me and went! Do you still expect me to be normal after this? Who, who am i talking to?. . . Sleeping child.












