THE SHAKING HANDS HAVE LONG SINCE STEADIED, KNOWING THE TASK WHICH CREEPS SLOWLY CLOSER. THE SMILE SETTLES ACROSS THE DISTORTED FEATURES OF THE FACE REALIZING PEACE LIES IN REACH. TEARS NO LONGER RUN AS GAUNTLETS OVER SWOLLEN CHEEKS, RED AND BLISTERED FROM DAYS OF CRYING. THE MIND SCREAMING FOR REALITY HAS QUITENED TO A HUSH , THE ERIE SILENCE DEAFNEING IN ITSELF. YET I LISTEN FOR THE CALL.........IT'S OK SON, IT'S GOING TO BE FINE... I'M HERE NOW....YOUR TIME IS NOT YET... MANY THINGS LEFT FOR YOU TO DO.... I NEED YOU...BUT ONLY SILENCE DRIVING THE END CLOSER WITH EACH TICKING OF THE CLOCK, GROWING LOUDER EACH PASSING MOMENT, RUSHING WILDLY TOWARD............OH BUT TO BE TOUCHED, TO BE LOVED, TO BE HELD, TO BE COMFORTED, JUST ONCE. WOULD THAT REALLY HURT. WOULD THAT COST SOMEONE TO MUCH...TIME OR .....BUSY.... SORRY...BUSY...CAN YOU MAKE IT TILL TOMORROW OR.......LEFT ALONE IN DARKNESS , NOWHERE, SOMEHWERE, ANYWHERE WOULD BE BETTER THAN ALONE.....BUT TIME IS WORTH MORE THAN ME......I SENSE I AM EXPENDABLE, WORTH LITTLE IN TODAYS MARKET..........MUCH MORE GOING ON.... WHERE'S MY ANGEL FATHER? DON'T I HAVE ONE SIR? PLEASE SEND HIM SOON. IT'S GETTING VERY DARK SIR.... AM I GOING BLIND OR.....AM I THAT BAD SIR....HAVE I FAILED SO MISERABLY... TO SUFFER THIS WAY AND FOR HOW LONG...THERE IS AN END....PLEASE TELL ME THERE IS AN END.... I DON'T THINK I CAN HOLD OUT MUCH LONGER WITHOUT A LITTLE HOPE...A LITTLE HELP....JUST A LITTLE TO CARRY ME THRU...THIS TIME IS REALLY BAD, WORSE THAN ALL THE OTHERS, CAN'T YOU SEE.....TELL ME PLEASE THAT YOU SEE... I'M RIGHT HERE... CRYING OUT TO YOU... YOU SAID YOU WOULDN'T FORSAKE ME...NEVER LEAVE ME....I FEEL ALONE...SO VERY ALONE...THE TEARS ARE OBSCURING MY WAY AGAIN,THE PAIN TWISTING MY FEATURES...I DON'T EVEN RECOGNIZE ME...WORDS FALL ON DEAF EARS.

nice poem......

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