Father
There's not much I look forward to in this life, the waves of orgasms and guilt have driven me to a shore which for years I thought of as home, but only to realise that it was just a stop to take my breath away. The calls have been echoing for oh so long now, I refuse to even stop listening to them. When two dogs keep chasing you, at which point do you stop running and look them in the eyes and say NO! Not anymore! So I look up and brush myself off and keep walking. No need to look back now as there's nothin' left, just ashes in the wind that keep blowing and then fall to the ground. Everything falls. I kept falling, failing and now I do what I could never do, walk, just keep walking, until I reach the end. The skies get darker and sounds of thunder await me as I get closer. Birds drop dead as the air starts to get thinner. Muscles waste away, no use today, air thins away so birds fall dead to his prey. No need to keep looking up, I can sense what's to come. It...