| Where We are From… |
|
|
|
| Arts and Entertainment - Poetry Corner |
| Written by Jorge Ferrer | Thursday, 29 July 2010 - 19:03:38 |
|
As a teen parent, challenges are further magnified by your mental and physical growth. It is both a benefit and loss that our children are subject to an adult life based on adolescent choices. -J.Ferrer That Friday I became a prisoner to my reality. In 90 minutes, it felt as if I lost my claim to humanity. Suddenly the mistresses didn’t seem important… But it was too late, you didn’t want me anymore. You said, “I merely need time, time to see…if what I felt was true. Perhaps I lost the feelings I felt for you. I am taking all the days spent, good and bad. I will leave the memories to resonate… happy and sad. You see I am unsure if oil and water will ever mix. I am afraid I am taking love too! Love needs space… And please for the sake of love…don’t you dare take chase. If I am to be yours I will surely return.” Yes, this is what you said, However, this is what my heart did interpret…. Today I will be taking away the sunshine and fair-weather, You will be left in darkness until I return. Unfortunately, I must take the air you breath as well…remember, I just need time to see if this is true. I will be taking the past and any dreams of our future. But please be sure to understand it is me…not you. The tables have been turned. What in the hell am I to do? Though I am every bit her father… I am your “Baby Daddy” and where we are from…. I was supposed to shit…on you.
|
| Last Updated on Wednesday, 09 September 2009 13:45 |





Comments