Closeness of red

People say when they know you hurt

Don’t look at me, I can’t tak to them

Them my blood and kin

You need to let thrm go

They your kid dont get it

They your kid don’t see your pain

I picture the old movie ‘Godfather’

I just learnedmy godson got married 19 miles away

No aunt val was there

No aunt val was invited

I never harmer anyone

I held daniel my only godson

His smile was mine

When he loved my dog I baised in the glow of their perfect love

Five years old 1994 mom and dad and dan came to Mt.Rushmore to see me my first summer contract worker.

My heart siared my mom and my boy were with me

I won’t throw them or my love for them away

I was throne out

My youngest nephews saw I was Gay before I came out

Why could they not see my innocence of my sisters filthy lies

My heart feels like an open wound

First to learn last December of my favorite aunts death

Today to learn of my god sons wedding

Not to be invited

Invited or not I hate those gatherings

Not to be told

Not to be defended

My blood burns

Liquid salt

Move on my friend says

My friend who is rich in her family

Daniel Eric Mathis

Looked like Harry Potter when young

Been four years

I hate Iowa

I hate those I love sucking at the tets of a woman five husbands all divoced

She took my best friend, my mom,

My sister Ellen Beth Heike Mathis of Waukon,Iowa I worry so of her

Alcoholic afraid coward

No one to even tell me if my moms alive

Mrs L.N.Heike(Marian D. Bittenger Heike)

Diana Dudley my murder

Changed moms name

Gaslight my mom.

What worth is life without love?

People with strong families

No venom

No snakes they will never know my pain

Forget my family

Forget would be like forgetting scares

How do I forget?

To many memories filled with my pure heart full of love.

Lies cut my bloodless corpse

Forget not enough time in a lifetime

Published by Val's Whitewolf Media

I'm Val's Whitewolf Media YouTube Channle and I write here on WordPress. I read books and instill others how importand writing stories readers down. in readers their stories matter.I believe that everyone should tell their story and that every book is a learning tool that will help those of us who are writers become better at our craft.I'm learning plus becoming more confident as an empath its important to share and touch with my heart others harmed by others words.

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