Still clinging
To my mind..
A hard decision.
To walk on.
To never look back.
To let go.
To be hard as steel
torn, yes i am.
To let go.
Big resistance from within, it is.
And you, my previous daughter, Chester..
Gimme more pressure
By saying you disagree with me
By silence
By doing these things to me
To be not the usual you.
Speak to me, my kid.
What am I suppossed to do?
What do u want me to do instead?
I am tired.
This old man is running out of time…
Just stay with me, here, my Chester.
The rest will be okay.
All will be okay.
For you.
Only you.
Letting go.
We’ll be together. Ever after.