• joeymango 9w

    My child taken

    My child, so beautiful so strong, to you I am power I am grace, for you, i will always win the race.

    But I lost you, I couldn't fight off the monsters that corrupted your mothers heart, we tore apart, I didnt know were to start. Cast out of our garden, for my once iron clad heart now cracked and broken, my wings were clipped and forsaken

    My child although you are gone, I know how I went wrong. My sword still by my side and I know this will all subside. But one last battle i must endure.. I'm coming son.. daddy's coming.