Was there nothing of me that you could see, to bare a son, your only need was for him to look like me, will you not speak your heart so I may see?, tell me why I ment so much for so little a time, and how you can live happily with taking all that's your's, and mine, I am your worst enemy although you've never said, departing abrupt, high you held your head, and I'm quite sure you'd not care if I lived, or we're dead..... You have changed his last name on paper again, endless lawyers, and more money I'll spend, but for now here at last we'll call it thee end, for moments will pass, and my son in time, will be with me once again..... Devon Knight ~ PS: She kidnapped my son 5 years ago, broke every court stipulated law. Sitting in court, she wants me to give up my son, and allow her second husband to adopt him, nothing said about her lack of respect of the laws we had signed, and she dismissed, would I have been treated the same, I think not!, but, "Alot of good books have been written in prison" "Fear, and Loathing in L.V." Thanks for your time to read.....
It's amazing the lengths to which people will go to veil from themselves their own insecurities, brother, is it not?
yes, and osiris, and those are the people that are miserable as ani said.. tehy need to just come clean and relax
wonderful writing icurus... shitty hand you've been dealt & i wish you well with it. keep up the good writing... peace&love, twist
I can understand his position because I am going through something similar, though not nearly as severe, and I've seen others do the same, and actually have it even worse. I've watched people ruin either their own relationship with their children, or worse, the children themselves, because of spite that they felt towards their former spouse. It amazes me sometimes to step back and see just how much avoidable tragedy I have witnessed in this Dark Age, wherein so many harbor the belief that we are somehow in an age of progress. In some ways we are... at least so far as to say that we are in the last dwindling stages of the formula and process of putrefaction, and that coming clean from that into rebirth will be a helluva transformation. But I would be assailing a much broader and comprehensive historical viewpoint than is necessary for this particular thread, so that I digress.
I wish I could tell you I've felt your pain, but that would be a lie. I'm very sorry to hear about you're plight. This is very well written and I wish you nothing but the best of luck into your dire problem. I hope it works out for you.
(Ryan's poem to follow) Thank you all for the time to read and reply. Yes, I must wait another 6 years, that and the 5yr's, so for 11 years......., who will he hate the most? What's he being told, why is she so cold, smiling, friends, lovers, then won't even look at me, as if I was the guy who killed her family, raped her sheep, and flushed her goldfish, I could go on, and on and unfortunatly I do, again my thoughts are as lottery balls, and I'm told to grab the # two ball as they flail through 80 mph winds, with no way to pull the plug,... It's still early this morning, I'll try and lay back down on my bed of nails, it's that, or stay up in my Iron Maiden.... Thanks again much ~ Devon Knight Inspired by my 7 year old son... On a Sat morning he saw it was getting light out, having feel asleep between my g/f and I, he took up little space in my California king bed, he say's, "Dad!, it's getting light out, we should get up now", still like ten till 6am, and I said, "Did you go to school all week?", "Yes" he replied, "Well I worked all week too, you see Ryan, sometimes you just need to kick", he responded, "I love you dad", as he put his arm over my chest, and this is when I wrote this poem.... "I saw the day creeping under my window, and confronted it!, Day!, your early arn't you?, Day replied only with brightness, early, or not, day was here to stay, So I went out to help myself to days rays, day doesn't mind I find, Days friend breeze carried with it a message from Day, use my light to do what you might, but I'll have to give in soon to night, but I'll see you tomorrow if it's alright!. I see Day as a friend who never lets me down, and I will smile when Day has to go without a sound....." Devon Knight ~ A childs poem, one day, a moment I never thought I'd miss as hard as I do.. Peace.
