Spider in the Sink
It isn't too far to say fear; not far enough to say despair.
It isn't fair--screamed too many times like a curse at the sky as he wishes away his hopeless cries on the torrents of unfailingly dramatic rain falling
Down stairs backlit by terror to a dark room where none can hear him sobbing for his
Mommy is too enamored with the idea of who she wants him to be to have any idea of who
He wants to be the good-hearted man that walks next to his wife in fifty years as she piddles through the store looking for
God knows what will happen when the picture of him is presented unadulterated, uncensored and they see
Him
Only as they want to see him and that is failing
To find an answer to the question
Why can't you see what we are trying to
Say over and over that you love him, but love forgives and you forgive
Conditionally giving "support" that tears him
Down to a bite-size version of a man who can't remember his
Name the last time you told him you were proud of who he was and that he was trying
To piss you off because he just
Wants you to realize that you don't have to accept him for what he's doing, but
Accept
Him
For
Who
He
Is tired of playing this game for which the rules are changed all the
Time is running out and he is ready to quit trying
To find the right way to say
I love you. I miss you. Talk to me like I'm your son and stop staring at the corpse of the man you wanted me to be.
I'm right here.
And you're missing me.
posted by Rabies at 2:54 AM
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