The Love of a Father

A fathers love, the love that is pure. The one love that never dies. Never leaves you rotting, isolated from the world trapped in your own mind. Or… so they say. In truth, a fathers love, is an austere love The one love that breaks. The love that rips through your heart like a knife in the hands of a murderer. Leaving you cold, lifeless. The love that leaves you, searching for your lost soul as you stand surrounded by darkness. The love that destroys a daughter. Before her life begins. A fathers love, the love that is true. The love of the only man that never wants to hurt you, never wants to leave you drowning from the icor flowing from your poisoned pierced heart . The love that has no intent in making you the victim of the falling blade. Or... so they say. In truth, this love is malicious. This is the love that condemns you to a life of suffering. Worse than the fire in the deepest depths of Tartarus. The love that gives your heart the eternal punishment of Prometheus’. This is the love that leaves a child so disturbed not even her demons dare to play The love that tears at her very being. The first betrayal in a life full of many. A fathers love, the love that last forever. The bond that stays despite the demons in your soul. The love that withstands the monotony of life The love that sets the standards, for any man who loves you after. The love that knows your worth, Or... so they say. In truth, a fathers love is lost when things get tough? It's the love that leaves you thinking you are worthless. Shattered, beyond repair The love that shows you are unworthy, of the love of any other. Therefore destined for a friendless forsaken life. A fathers love, the love that never dies. The love that test time, so they all say. In truth, the melancholy love, of a father is never lasting. A fathers love dies when the high is over, the bottle empty. Nothing more to care for.