God - Life - Death - Wolves
I go to your pages and all I see is that fucking CANCEL REQUEST for the Friends shit and it literally slices into my soul.
I know that I sucked sometimes, but I always loved you and always wanted to have your back. I always wanted you to see me as someone who loved you. But in the end, I’m not ever sure if you saw it or felt it or even cared?
And that, that kills me every single day.
The years come and go and you’re not here like I thought you’d be here and all I do is cry whenever I think about it. All the good and all the bad…, All the fucked up shit that’s gone on since you left…
The fractures and the fallout…
I can’t help but wonder what the fuck I could have done to change it all. How I wish it were me that died and all of the rest of you were brought together somehow in some solid fashion.
You have no idea how much I wish for death these days. How much my soul aches knowing that you’re gone and I’m still here. How much I just want to die.
But I got all these people. Counting on me. Asking of me. Taking from me. All that I have left.
I miss you so much and I feel so sorry that I couldn’t save you.
You were supposed to come home on a tomorrow that never really came for either of us.
It’s now a tomorrow that won’t ever stop playing out in my mind. Like some endless fucking nightmare that attacks me anytime I atop distracting myself from it for even a minute.
All the whys and how comes?
All the pain ……
The never ending pain.
All these fucking tears !
I curse the God the created me because he just couldn’t give me one more day to get you back home. He couldn’t give me one more hug.
All he gave me and gives me is the endless guilt and shame of not being a good enough father to you.
God isn’t what I was taught he was and he sure as shit ain’t my savior. He’s my accuser. My punisher. My curse.
You, you’re my regret. You’re the noose I uamg myself on. If only that could bring you back …
I’m so sorry.
I can’t wait to hold you again.
One more day, One more hug.
I’m pretty sure thats all you really needed .
But I cant ever be certain of that .
Oh, Joe….
I miss you so much and this pain is so unending.
Merry Fucking Christmas , Kid.
I love you!
You always had an affinity for Wolves.
I just wish you didn’t need to run with them in the shadow world while I sit here wishing you weren’t.
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I know that I sucked sometimes, but I always loved you and always wanted to have your back. I always wanted you to see me as someone who loved you. But in the end, I’m not ever sure if you saw it or felt it or even cared?
And that, that kills me every single day.
The years come and go and you’re not here like I thought you’d be here and all I do is cry whenever I think about it. All the good and all the bad…, All the fucked up shit that’s gone on since you left…
The fractures and the fallout…
I can’t help but wonder what the fuck I could have done to change it all. How I wish it were me that died and all of the rest of you were brought together somehow in some solid fashion.
You have no idea how much I wish for death these days. How much my soul aches knowing that you’re gone and I’m still here. How much I just want to die.
But I got all these people. Counting on me. Asking of me. Taking from me. All that I have left.
I miss you so much and I feel so sorry that I couldn’t save you.
You were supposed to come home on a tomorrow that never really came for either of us.
It’s now a tomorrow that won’t ever stop playing out in my mind. Like some endless fucking nightmare that attacks me anytime I atop distracting myself from it for even a minute.
All the whys and how comes?
All the pain ……
The never ending pain.
All these fucking tears !
I curse the God the created me because he just couldn’t give me one more day to get you back home. He couldn’t give me one more hug.
All he gave me and gives me is the endless guilt and shame of not being a good enough father to you.
God isn’t what I was taught he was and he sure as shit ain’t my savior. He’s my accuser. My punisher. My curse.
You, you’re my regret. You’re the noose I uamg myself on. If only that could bring you back …
I’m so sorry.
I can’t wait to hold you again.
One more day, One more hug.
I’m pretty sure thats all you really needed .
But I cant ever be certain of that .
Oh, Joe….
I miss you so much and this pain is so unending.
Merry Fucking Christmas , Kid.
I love you!
You always had an affinity for Wolves.
I just wish you didn’t need to run with them in the shadow world while I sit here wishing you weren’t.
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