Longing For

My eyes, they gaze outside, at sky and trees
Your lies, they burn inside, smothering, withering

The sky is blue, and brightly the sun shines;
The extend of your horrible creatures sting.

Wishing to connect, with self and nature,
missing the link between father and child;

impaired and frozen, can not have fortune
until I am ready to hug the time.

The memories I buried long ago,
to shield myself from more harm, from more pain,

but it reached me, even when I was at home,
as stable with myself as a human can.

I look outside, "Wish I was there, alive"
and that you had had been there by my side.