Dear heavenly father

Dear heavenly father - poem

I’ve spent the last few weeks practicing how to mourn you for the rest of my life,

I already know my heart will forever miss the weight of yours,

My lips will forever miss the graze of your,

And I will forever miss what we never got to be,

The possibilities are endless,

But I lay without a muse,

No ending at hand,

My pages are tattered,

You are gone,

I’ve taken up a life of liberation,

I sought for risks,

Because I have nothing else worth my fury, my rage, my joys,

I’ve lost all i possibly could,

Within you, I lost myself,

So if you ever have to battle through the pearly gates,

Call for me,

I’ll die to defend the soul standing before the mother of this ache,

You my love,

Would only find hindrance due to our entwinement,

And I wouldn't mind hell with you

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