Haunted...

"There's no end to the flashbacks to when I was a small lad...
..can't seem to get it out of my head, that I didn't have a dad...
the anger's there still with me...hidden deep inside..
..can't seem to shake it off....I've tried...oh god, I've tried.
My short time spent in that orphanage...left me in a state..
..no love felt from a step father...that's when I learned to hate...
A mother living in despair...her young life deprived of hope...
with fours sons under the age of ten...how did she manage to cope?
...a sadness overwhelms me..when I think of her miserable plight..
her body consumed with cancer...an illness she couldn't fight..
Why do these thoughts torment me?...so often make me weep...
...will I take them to the grave?...to haunt my eternal sleep."

 

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