Lament
By FlatDaddy
There was something I wanted
more than anything.
something I could never achieve.
something so far out of my reach I knew it would never be
mine.
One Thing
I knew others had
and seemed to come by with ease,
something more priceless …
something I tried hard to claim …
So valuable,
yet freely given.
Something most have …
for a while … yet
lose so easily
that some never miss it –
until it is too late to claim, too late.
Some have it but never appreciate it.
Some appreciate it, but don’t know how to keep it.
Some keep it but never have it.
I had it but lost it.
I had it but it lost me.
I had it but gave it away.
I had it but left it.
I had it but was afraid of it.
I had it but ran away from it.
I had it but it so terrified me
that I killed it.
Once upon a time I had a father who once upon a time had me.
Once upon a time a father had a son who had a father who left a son who left a son who had a father who had a son and a son and a daughter who left her father and never had a son to have or leave anyone.
In the end there is
no
one
left
