Saturday, April 26, 2014

W is for Weeping

Here we are at W already.  Seriously, where is the time going?

Here's another drabble for you.  I won't bore you with a long introduction on this one.  I'm not sure where the inspiration came from, and I hope it speaks for itself.


Daryl hates crying.  It reminds him of his childhood, when his mother would be gone for days and his father would (if he was lucky) be too drunk to even notice him.

When the man did notice him, Daryl went to bed covered in bruises.  He only allowed himself to shed tears whilst hidden beneath his threadbare comforter.

He hasn’t cried since his mother finally disappeared altogether.

Now he stands before the coffin, tears streaming down his face.  Though he hates his father, he laments the loss of hope that things could’ve been better.  That he might’ve had a dad.


  1. Ah, families. Not always filled with happy memories.
    There is a lot of tension in my family. Dysfunctional as hell, but not in the same way as Daryl's.

  2. So sad - a child cannot help being attached to their parents and when that love is abused, it is heartwrenching.
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  3. :( Poor guy. But I hope there is something brighter for him in his future!

  4. Very sad, I just want to reach into your story with a hugh.

  5. This is a moving piece, you can tell he's conflicted.

  6. Poor Daryl! But there is hope for the future.