I Am Not The Prodigal Son by vaggabondd
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I have been on a journey
A journey in my mind
Of my soul
Things that use to make sense when I was young
Just don’t seem right anymore
My journey has taken me far
Far from the ones I love the most
When I knocked on the door
I was informed
I am not the prodigal son
I am not welcome home anymore
I do not blame her
I went too far from where she is comfortable
But I am so sad for both our loses
( I don't think my baby sister loves me anymore )
Comments (17)
Oh bless you Randy i am sure she does sometimes when we are hurting we hit out and hurt the ones we love keep trying give her time hugs lou x
Been there Randy. My baby sister is the prodigal in our family but she will not even try as you have done. It's a sad thing, I know. All you can do is pick yourself up and move on.
... Good to see you branching out: HEART to HEAD HEAD to HEART gOOD bALANCe .
Very sad but also beautiful writen words dear Randy! Stay strong my friend.
That's so sad, Randy. I'm sure she loves you!
For my family, I'm the prodigal son. No, not exactly. I'm the black sheep. Because I'm free. I have taken the path more difficult, I'm a rebel. But I can't be another person. Your poem touched my soul. I know that not always we are understood. We go trough our way... even if it's not the way that their wanted. When I'm escaped from my "ex" husband, I lost my family. But, if I not escaped, I was dead. So, my choice: my family or my life? I chose my life, and the life of my daughter, and now, I'm alive. Their will understand, I hope. Excuse me, my dear friend, for many words.
i find no words with my bad english ,sorry ! but i thinking of you and i understand ! time will tell ,hope so !
time will heal her. cool words
Eventually, she will learn to love you for who you are
Um solido poema da alma, que varre as veias e mente, que só um grande poeta como você pode traduzir em palavras ritmadas meu amigo, soberbo, aplausos (5)
Sorry buddy.
powerful words my friend.
Ohhh....another amazing writing, excellent image and great thoughts!
Very touching words - sad - but real life. Be strong - Tomorrow is another day and perhaps a new trial.
Wow strong words and to the point but i hope this is not true for u cause u seem to be such a honey bear.
This is a most deep and touching poem. :)))) I hope your Sister opens her eyes to how much you love her. :)))) Thank you for sharing. :))))) Carry A Smile In Your Heart :))))
What did you do Randy?...my sister and brother had a fall out, but now on speaking terms