The Son's Journey

Something for a friend who lost his father.

The Son's Journey

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Broken, bruised, battered and beaten

Birth, living, loving and leaving.

We come alone and leave the same

Leaving a mark, the one true aim.

A long unfulfilled life?

Or a short satisfying one?

Cuts like a knife

What's done is done.

Alone, lonely, without a soul

Got voids in you, you ain't now whole.

The gaps will fill, all in good time

But will leave scars, will serve as hymns.

I feel your loss

I feel the pain.

Damp soil grows moss

Love will prevail.

Morose, disturbed, lost and unsure

Escaped inside, have shut the door.

You locked the door, the key's with you

Don't be alone, you don't have to.

Family, friends, acquaintances

A handshake, a hug, a friendly kiss.

The pain is fresh, it hurts like hell

Inside you curse, question and yell.

All you need to do is to be strong

Its not your fault, you are not wrong.

The ship has sunk, Captain went down

You are all quiet, won't make a sound.

Cry out, shout, retaliate

Come back before its too damn late.

All's not over, its just begun

The son's journey, without the old one.

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