Snowflakes(poem)

Story by Anubis_Sliversight on SoFurry

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Father why don't you love me anymore?You used to love me so much more...You used to say how proud of me you were and now you abandoned me like i'm some sort of monster. Honestly we used to catch snowflakes with our bare hands in the winter time. Our times together were so sublime. On this paper thin line you drew in the desert sand I now know how you truly felt about me. I wondered if we were even the same species but I knew we were both jackals but I bet you would deny that as well.

You called me so many names and threw me out of the house I wish you would pick up the phone but I am disconnected from your house. I wished to breath on the same wave length with you again but you will treat me like trash again. I wonder why I hate myself so much father I need you to find me the man who did this to us. We used to be family but now I'm lucky if I get to glance into your eyes.

Maybe coming out of my closet was a bad idea at least I said it when I had money and a plan otherwise I would be left in the cold again. When mother died did you soon blame me because of what you known of what I have done in the past? My true nature is a beast and that will always last with the caked blood on my fangs. You tried to fire the gun bang...bang you missed every shot in the whole lot. I think you just couldn't handle killing you own son.

I could however handle the slightest inconvenience of another corpse on the wall of my basement. I did put you right next to mother because before she died she told me she loved you like no other. I laughed full heartedly at the idea of love when all around me hated me or viewed me as a monster. Blood on the cold winter snow was so refreshing to see, the cops will never find me. You want to know why? Because all of them have already died...I wonder who did that most likely not me father. I'm a pathetic nothing remember? Or would you take that back now that you are disemboweled and dismembered? How about you mother you said you always hated me the most and favored my brother who I must say tasted like no other. I killed my whole family yes I did and I enjoyed every last bit of it. Have you ever heard a jackal like me laugh so hard like a hyena.

So father when can we go catching snowflakes with our bare hands again I want to know what the cold feels like again.