Broken Pocket Watch

Sometimes I wonder is it you or me who’s really wasted because you seem to be physically but mentally I’m the broken pocket watch, watching as time goes by with no sound of a Tik or a Tok always thinking we’d have a relationship built on a broken bond. A life time of mistakes leads to so many heart brakes but this time it would be yours that came to the finish line of deaths fate. It’s really not you but this world I hate. Would this be what we all had to except to some how tell our self’s it’s okay that we where infected with neglect. You brought me to this world just to feed me to the wolfs yet I survived and learned to thrive with all my broken pieces all my broken bones. God taught me to be strong, whats right and wrong. To forgive those who didn’t see how special I would be. This pain deep inside searching for a mother who was never their desperately wanting to let go but the guilt and pain seem to pile so high that I can’t seem to find the sun or the blue sky, it just feels like grey clouds weighing heavy on my lungs like poison on my tongue. I whisper to myself that it will be okay but that never seems to take the pain away. Born to a world with no love, abandoned to a life I never new of. I was in search for you, I reflected you so you rejected me in hopes that I would be free. Not knowing all you did was add to the grief. a broken pocket watch can’t tell time, can’t measure love and no longer can be fixed. We can no longer get the time that was wasted away yet I pray everyday I’ll understand your ways some day. I love you even though I don’t know you. I care even though you were never there. I’ll always have a special place in my heart even though this might be when we part. Losing you won’t be easy it makes me a bit Weezy but I know you’ll always be there in my heart the women i met pushing a cart wasn’t really you but the mother on the inside singing the blues I have a message for you despite the pain and the Brocken pocket watch I will always love you.