At least I got to scratch the surface

In my dreams 
Her trips of a leave continues 
to reappear.
For in my life 
she disappeared.
And left only fear 
Too be of choice 
For never ending and always
Pending tears.
A battlefield agains loneliness
And a shattered mirrior
Sealing death 
for those who pretend
Too be a thing of real.
Bringing Horror into liveliness 
and forever Our desires 
of loveliness in our once nest.

Now farther 
than the real of fathers 
steps unto a Charter of noun 
recognized father's 
noun will travel in seat
But all will push the broken down bus 
in there knees hoping it keeps 
smiles on the children and there needs.

So i become the best 
of unwanted 
and not wanted for best.
A pain the kills 
A river of love 
Cracked In half and spilled.

Time has gone
And a Life too live is dead 
That walks backward in steps 
Because it knows not were too rest.
Blurry still the fact 
that somewhere lives 
a vicious act,
that found a way to attack.
The blood of other's
That need no blood 
too love the rest.

Like funeral 
but still one last song.
But wife and child 
swing there words of swords 
pleading somethings wrong 
He can't be dead 
don't you hear the song
His smiling 
and it's been so long.

Tell them mom 
that you are wrong
You made him gone
But he was there all along.
He wears are name 
He don't denie us
And he ignores them
And them are us.
I' love him....
!so......!!..