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The Whispering - 2. Seeing the Lad

Seeing the Lad
By J.A. Oshio

The little sparks
They tell me my sins
Circling like sharks
Each with razor fins

I am alone
And I am the last
And I cannot atone
Even though I asked

We made our choices
But they get in your head
With babbling voices
That fills you with dread

One by one
To each they spoke
Now I run
From what we woke

I may go mad
While I claw at the dark
Seeing the lad
And where I left my mark

Nothing but a hoe
I should not care
About what I owe
This isn’t fair

I have a son
Oh please let me go
Oh what have I done?!
Oh please god no!

Copyright © 2013 Celethiel; All Rights Reserved.
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On 04/20/2013 07:56 AM, comicfan said:
hoe? Were you stretching to make that rhyme. It seems like a father trapped here but not exactly sure. Interesting poem none the less.
no actually I wasn't...

The "father" beat up/abused the guy in the previous chapter and thought of him as a hoe... it's well connected and explained in the next chapter I Hope :)

I wanted them to connect together into a story.

On 04/20/2013 09:52 AM, Yettie One said:
In a way I felt like I was in the hunger games as I was reading this. :P

That was till I got to the end, then I guess like Wayne I was wondering if it was about someone who's just realised that he's a dad, and maybe don't deserve to be one!

:/

I wanted a sense of fear and of confusion in this...

Like the person being spoken of doesn't quite understand why he's being punished and yet he is...

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