My Halycon

By Samika Ren

Wish I had a father like yours

Someone who shares the dress of yours

Someone, with the wavelength of yours.

I tied my feelings away,

It shouldn't touch you either way,

My eyes to be blinded, to not give death flares.

Will you ever know? What a life I live,

Will you ever understand, while born in heaven

While I live on thorns and money,

Scared to breathe, you have gods

As your parents.

Three people that share,

And care for each other.

Wearing the same shirt and same soul.

But I may be relieved, for I get a piece too,

For you are their angel, seraphic dear

But also my source of halcyon.

By Samika Ren