TheMysteriousPoet

Grief Part II My friends joked that I have "daddy issues," And I don't necessarily think that's true. I had a father, albeit he was my grandfather. He died many years ago. I'd like to think I've come to terms with it. As for my actual father, that's a different story. A deadbeat no one talked about, I've learned more about him in the last four years Than I did most of my life. It's conflicting, to say the least. How do you grieve someone you never knew? The question boggles my mind. I never met him, and now I never will. It's aggravating to think about Time robbed for the sake of pettiness. Learning about him made me realize The nuances of the human existence. The good, the bad, and the ugly. Why people become the way they do. To try and see the why and the intricacies. He was a child of the 70's with not a care in the world. "Some of them rebelled, some of them didn't." A man who struggled and fell into alcohol, Just starting in his 50's to piece together his life, Only to die

Late Night Discord Coming home from arduous closing shifts, I find myself incredibly alone. No one to talk to until daybreak, I scroll about on my technology. This is where I'm glad I've found social media. Discord is an interesting app, Most definitely living up to its namesake. I've made many friends through the little app, People I wouldn't have met otherwise, A love I wouldn't have imagined without the technology. There aren't usually around at night, But tonight I find a few friends awake. We laugh and converse, Poking fun at one another. It's nice to not be so lonely this late at night.