Father! Poem by L.I. Fre

Father! O Father!
I could never leave you.
No man shall ever gain as much respect and love to you from I.
You are the last rope that I hang onto. Over Death.
You refuse to wither. To sway. To break.
For me to let go, would leave, I, living with your dissappointment.
And that, i could not bear for even a moment.
Father, you do not see me as I am.
You see me as what I can become.
You do not always like my interests, Yet, You support me.
You've peel off my Layers to peek at my True self.
One by one, until you see my Core.
And clapse it tightly in your hand. Securely.
To Hug. To Kiss. To Protect. In Your Shining Palm.
Father! My Dear Father!
I will stay in your warming Light. Alive or Dead.
As I know.. You would like for me to.
To close my eyes. And Dream a Dream.
Of Hope, Love, Happiness, and Triumph.
Then, Awaken. And Leave your Soft Palms.
Into the Cold, To Fight. And Conquer.
While You stay close to guide me.
To stop me from squeezing myself into society.
And create my own Path,
Where I could change my Dreams into Reality.
And never worry if Trouble has followed my path to find me.
But, Father..For now..
Let me rest in your Hands..just a little while longer.