Chris Matthews.

Letter to Ken.

 

Dear Ken, I'm frightened,

You're not here anymore.

You held my hand so tightly,

Then in me, a wound you tore.

 

I wonder where you are now,

Does your spirit fly high?

I'm angry now, tormented,

And sometimes, I cry.

 

You left me so abruptly,

I was eight at the time.

When you were there, I looked on with fondness,

I thought, you'd always be mine.

 

Were drugs all you thought about?

I could see them in your stare.

Now they've taken you from me,

My heart, still feels quite bare.

 

One day I want to see you,

I still have you in my mind.

When my time is up, I'll come to you,

Once more we'll be entwined.

 

So wait for me in the Universe,

It's there that you belong.

Until that day, I forgive you.

With your love, I will be strong

 

©Chris Matthews.