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Bub I am your father!
I have known you for almost 40 years, you were close to me and yet always far away, you never caught me, but you always helped me up...
Instead of wanting to make my life easier, you threw stones, sticks and what felt like everything in between between my legs to make me sway, drive me off balance and out of my comfort zone .... You were never the rock in the surf, but you were always the rock whose sharp and rough edges and known corners threatened to smash me ....
"What doesn't kill you makes you tougher", "pain is just an illusion caused by weak nerves" "there is only ONE pace in life, keep up or sit in the corner crying"
Yes, you were the hardest test in my life, you saved me from nothing but prepared me for everything...
And you were persistent, persevering and constant
! NEVER TOUCH IN A RUNNING SYSTEM !
Now you have been gone from this world for over 12 years. The insects are biting their teeth out on your bones and your soul is giving everyone else hell whether above, below or in between and I bet wherever you are .... You have fun showing them what pussies they all are...
Over 12 years I have gradually forgotten you, asking myself from time to time whether I am the man you wanted me to be, whether I would be someone else without you as my father ... Whether I would be like you and whether I could do anything about it if I was ... But memories fade, scars heal and every now and then I miss your bad jokes, your mischievous grin and your opinion on everything
I would have forgotten if I hadn't caught the scent of you a while ago and looked around in confusion, instinctively searching for you.
This tart and clean, this raw and primal-natural...
A scent like a rock covered in moss with an axe like Excalibur stuck in it and now it gets a bit weird ... Standing in the bathroom fresh from the barbershop and grinning mischievously ....
Damn why is your fragrance in a bottle !!!!? Why can't I get rid of you even now!
I hate you for many things and admire you for everything else .... But I loved your scent
And now I know his name
Instead of wanting to make my life easier, you threw stones, sticks and what felt like everything in between between my legs to make me sway, drive me off balance and out of my comfort zone .... You were never the rock in the surf, but you were always the rock whose sharp and rough edges and known corners threatened to smash me ....
"What doesn't kill you makes you tougher", "pain is just an illusion caused by weak nerves" "there is only ONE pace in life, keep up or sit in the corner crying"
Yes, you were the hardest test in my life, you saved me from nothing but prepared me for everything...
And you were persistent, persevering and constant
! NEVER TOUCH IN A RUNNING SYSTEM !
Now you have been gone from this world for over 12 years. The insects are biting their teeth out on your bones and your soul is giving everyone else hell whether above, below or in between and I bet wherever you are .... You have fun showing them what pussies they all are...
Over 12 years I have gradually forgotten you, asking myself from time to time whether I am the man you wanted me to be, whether I would be someone else without you as my father ... Whether I would be like you and whether I could do anything about it if I was ... But memories fade, scars heal and every now and then I miss your bad jokes, your mischievous grin and your opinion on everything
I would have forgotten if I hadn't caught the scent of you a while ago and looked around in confusion, instinctively searching for you.
This tart and clean, this raw and primal-natural...
A scent like a rock covered in moss with an axe like Excalibur stuck in it and now it gets a bit weird ... Standing in the bathroom fresh from the barbershop and grinning mischievously ....
Damn why is your fragrance in a bottle !!!!? Why can't I get rid of you even now!
I hate you for many things and admire you for everything else .... But I loved your scent
And now I know his name
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