A sad story it is
Family's support gone
Alone, struggling
His baby, gone forever
So it seems
Not able to see through the pain
Of losing her during his endeavors
An old lover's wrath
Hot as coils, a scorching fire
She won't give in
Her wall of anguish- won't extinguish
Red hot flames within
The flames grow higher
Hiding his daughter
Then, bounce off
Spreading like wildfire
Dancing in the hearts of others
The father and the daughter
Fires growing
Turning Mother to ashes- a burned up home
Empty casket
Where is the love?
The daughter grows without a father
Fire growing inside her
How can she rise above?
Her feeling of betrayal
Anger splitting, hearts ache
Questioning mother's love in the wake
Your Father will still be there
Always patient, never surrender
His fire is the same as hers
Mother's fuel, the ignitor
Love for his baby- the firefighter
His love is selfless, pure and kinder
In his presence, water flows
Shooting from the water hose
The fire is subsided
Black coals burning hot
Walking through ashes of grey
The love is not lost
Just seems far away
Stacking brick upon brick
The cement must be thick
To hold together a house anew
Daughter and father
Uniting together
Mother will follow suit
Instrumental: his pain by Chicago the kid
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Short StoryI've been through my own struggle, whether it was created in my head by way of prolonged sadness or bitterness/resentment, or if I was struggling with things I had no control over like failed friendships, a broken heart, or family drama. This is my...
