Voice Of The Lost Son - Part 2 Re-edited

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_{Continuation of Voice of the Lost Son part 1. Frances died during labour, leaving him with a son. He's damaged. He's not the same anymore.}

....life went on....

Pain
oh why so much pain my heart
Like a chain in my groin you squeeze my loins.

Took away the joy in my heart,
The light in my soul,
Disheartened my heart like Scorpios combo.

Is this how it feels to loose a mother , a father or a sister or a brother?

I'm emotionally damaged, I can't feel anymore, are there others like me out there?

I never knew how to love, so I loved too much, and you know what they say about that? Calamity

Each one of them with my soul they tore, demon city...

But how ! How can he think he can change it now! It's ugly, but no, I was lost lost in this bloody streets hustling day and night, hours don't seem the same, neither the days do, just the hustle, till its a week or two, and boom you wake up and say its growth

Stars keep dropping like mangoes on a mango tree.

Heart..
Void
Of it

I was 12 then I was 20 then I was 36 then I was
......not anymore....

The only thing that had me going was the boy who lived, the extension of my being the core of my source, my son, whom Frances left behind...

Life went on...

....To be continued....

Original written about 2 months ago here https://steemit.com/life/@mistakili/voice-of-the-lost-son-the-end