Tombstone

2011-10-29T19:58:00.001-07:00

Each year in our culture we visit our love ones who passed away, The commemoration of all the faithful departed which is celebrated on November 2. Masses are to be Requiem. I will not concentrate on that feast,
my concerned is that what hurts me when every time I visit my fathers tomb and read "FROM HIS FRIENDS AND RELATIVES" it never mentioned a son there. I was quiet for a very long time not knowing that it was hurting me♥
Deep slowly slicing my entrails into pieces it change me how the way I looked at people, everyday anger was burning inside teaching me to hate the world and everything on it.
Death is always what I curse to the people responsible of thy, to bring down there curtains.
And to those who was kept silent thou they knew what was happening, its because of there power! you where afraid and scared of, not a grim reaper you are but you hide your existence, thy grave will be with you soon. Bereavement I seek for those who knew. Inevitable but I want it be served to him sure and soon.
Since I was a child when all those things happened. For me life seems so cruel imagined how I stand it all. Was just thankful to some people who had time for me and guide me. With that childish thoughts I striveth to surviveth here still now able to write this to let the world know how it feels to be neglecteth.
'HE IS ALWAYS IN MY HEART"

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