I could not save the Father
And I can not save the son.

Addiction--
Dark and Deep,
Old and Evil,

These are the Plagues,
The Family Legacies,
The Family Jewels--
Handed down from one generation
to the next.

The destroyers of all life,
of all light.

Self-persecution---
Self -denial---
Self-hatred---

Feelings that one never did belong to this plane, this time on earth,

Feelings That feed
the pain---
the loathing---
The rejection---
of one's own self---

And any hope for happiness---
for normality.

I could not save the Father.

Although I tried.

God as my witness, I tried.

Will my feeble hope ---

My feeble prayer---

Save the son?

Oh, God I hope so.....
But I fear.....
I fear not.

And it tears my heart,
and soul
into pieces.....
into particles.....

Day by day.....
Moment by moment.....
Bit by bit.......

Shawneefirebird