JR
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Post by JR on Nov 13, 2015 20:49:41 GMT -8
my old man is a bad man but i can't deny the way he holds my hand and he grabs me, he has me by my heart
my old man is a tough man but he's got a soul as sweet as blood red jam and he shows me, he knows me every inch of my tar black soul
he scared me tonight, well and truly, for the first time. i've never seen such anger. the few times i spilled that secret about the step i took that sent me plunging from cliff face to irish sea had always been met with wet-eyed sympathy or stone-faced apathy. i won't let it slip about the other two. the one that had my insides revolting the the bottle of sleeping pills i chased with a bottle of my grandfather's favored whiskey, or the other where a game of russian roulette ended with five clicks and a jam instead of a bang. he scared me tonight, and he punished me for that fear. for what i'd almost done and couldn't have possibly understood those three times how much i'd have fucked destiny dirty.
he scared me.
it won't happen again.
light of his life, fire of his loins keep me forever, tell me you own me
my old man is a thief and i'm gonna stay and pray with him till the end take him when he may, if he may i'm not afraid to say that i'd die without him who else is gonna put up with me this way? i need you, i breathe you, i'd never leave you they would rue the day i was alone without you
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