Dear, Carlos (My Father) Poem by Angelo Wring Randle

The monster within
Losing myself in my own hatred
Lost and broken because I didn't make it
my biggest fear is I am going to be like the man with one name
and I am going to walk out on my children
I don't want to be a failure of a father
with only one name
I want my kids to see me and smile
even when their going thou pain
but love in hate got me on the edge I might break into a million pieces
even so if I have children I want them to believe in Jesus
but this anger got be backtracking
with these whiplashes on my hollow soul
angry because I am the out cast at home
and these memories wont let me dream
and
cupid wont let me be
your blind to love because BEAUTY IS NOT THE KEY to your density
because love is a beautiful lie
and death is the ugly truth
I wish day and night that I could take flight
but my life is shining bright in this dim light
even in hell I got hope for my future
cause I don't want a new woman left and right
I want a wife to help spark a new life..