call it a dream,
the wish, a
cold tear,
if you wish it,
i’ll clear it,
if grief leaks
i’ll lick it.
call me a bad dream,
a slip-up, did dad’s
fear become
you?
if you don’t fight me,
i’ll chase last
one out,
but..
in truth i
scare
too,
and am too
weak to
help.
Grumpy Gorman
igram: https://www.instagram.com/grumpygorman/?hl=en
image adapted from painting by Alexei Jawlensky at –https://www.pinterest.ca/pin/131448882858691228/
…so, f you’ve got it figured out think you can help me too?