CV (October 7th,1984 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

Goodbye My Boy

Few weeks you will be gone
I think not of you as I once did
You are not there anymore, the closure seeps open at times
but I fill it will devices made to aid my grief
I often wonder what that indefinate child would have been like
My fairness or you're pain
My humour or you're illness
no dout aesthetically, our genes were never the case
just our lack of
I find it hard to take it all in at times
I just don't understand why I can't stop thinking about you
as you are gone
Continents will separate us
but I fear you will have a hold on me indefinatley
I wish I had you're strength
to detach and make things invisible
but then I'd be just like you
and I'm slowly getting it
bit by bit
you are gone, indefinatly

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The ones the hurt us never leave, they become a part of the stronger, more resilient people that we become.