Friday, June 28, 2013

Daddy...

Why does someone who I have not seen or heard from in years, decades even, affect me so profoundly?

Why must a surge of rage and depression invade my mind at the slightest remembrance?

Why do I fear, not him, but that I will become him?

Why do I have to see him in my eyes, my smile, my hands?

Why do I tremble from head to toe at just the thought of him?

Why am I unable to let go, forgive, move on?

Why do I even want to?

Why did he do it?

Why do I look?




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