This is not an ode to Freddy,
Though his words seem rather apt...
beneath a black-netted curtain;
her face simmers in a sombre shade of pale...
Upon a crystallized morn
you were born unto me...
Standing on familiar soil
I see the echoes...
You always said that trust was supposed to be the...
But then how can you just sit and remain silent...
It was long ago
and memories now...
7-22-15
To my dearest papa...
& this is where I find myself -
Running like a wildfire through the fields of...
For a reason I can't explain,
I was always so afraid...
It seems so hard now to wake up to life
Every morning I get up before dawn...
I thought I knew
my place in the world...
Only my children
Bring such love on fathers day...