Maybe

In the intense darkness, I feel nothing but eternal emptiness.
The wind whistles and the clouds are laughing at me.
I can't take this any longer.
My life has been ruined.
I have a love for a man not in my life.
That man is my father.
I should not love him, yet I do anyway.
He makes me feel rotten, horrible and terrible.
But I feel as if I need him here with me...
To be my Daddy.
How can this be?
How could I want someone in my life that makes me feel in such a way?
Maybe I don't want him in my life at all.
Maybe I just want someone to love me...
For Me.

**Dedicated to: Rocky G. Reaves.**

*Dedicated to: Rocky Gene Reaves*