THE SECRET OCEAN
My birth father is still alive. He knows I am here.
Another special day goes by
When I’m all alone with tears I cry
Asking myself why?
Punishing words from my past
How long will this pain last?
Another birthday without you
Knowing you are still around
But still I’m lost
Though you, I have found
I wish I could make you proud
But like a pebble on the sand
I get kicked, as I reach out my hand
Nothing to hold onto
As I shiver each chill
I swallow the pill
That keeps the hurt away
Walking solo along the bay
Salted thoughts
Visions of turquoise ports
Ships sail in the harbour
Hands together, I talk with my father
Does he listen?
White waves Glisson
The wind is whistling
Swirling, twirling, ribbons flapping
Flags are flying
Thinking, sinking, in the grains
My mind is too active, words fill my brain
Will I walk this shore again?
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Comments
This is really sad, Fiona. And so obviously written from the heart. I don't know what to say except... Hugs x
Thank you lovely, but I did have the best adoptive parents until I was 30. Who knows, one day I may meet him. XX
That is good to hear xx