9.25.2008

Dynamics.

My father and I boast an uncommon bond
Because we have had our share of heartaches.
He is worried about his two heart attacks
And I'm worried about my two heart breaks.
The cause of mine are different from his
Yet are separated by a thin line.
He gets his prescriptions on paper signed by a physician
I hide my descriptions of pain in poetic
Inscriptions so readers can find truth combined with wisdom.
He watches his weight and I wait for another act of fate.
You see, the dynamics of our pain remained stained.
The first was a loss to be gained
But the second was a loss of blood to my veins.
We both remain cardiacally arrested
As the limits of our 4 chambers continue to be pushed and tested.
Our fears run along with his years left and my tears wept.
In our episodes of pain, he grasps his chest
And I grasp my pen.
Who knows what will happen if our hearts become locked up again.
We struggle through life and love endlessly.
My dad says Lifes a Bitch
And I agree.
9-25-08

2 comments:

Esther said...

BUT REMEMBER WHAT DOESNT KILL US MAKES US STRONGER :)

Noir said...

nicee.