I Am An Addict’s Father

There is no feeling so lonely
As being the only one left
Who believes

But I have to believe
That you can come back
That there still is a “you”
To come back

Actions become indolence
Words become lies
Lies become the story
And as to the rest
God only knows what will come

I am tired beyond words
And sick
At heart

There is no feeling so lonely
As being the only one left

Who believes

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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