忘れ物

Father, you left me behind. Like mother did a long time ago. It wasn't any of you to blame: the game with fate always has the same winner.

After mom's death, you told me every day that you were alone and I could feel your pain, being mine too. But I was there for you! I assisted you for years giving up on life. I was there when you breathed your last in my arms...

Now that my entire family is no more, I no longer have anyone to call home. No one to protect me from myself, to hug me when the days get too tiring to live.

I feel like this old, abandoned house. Just a wasuremono, something lost and forgotten by everyone.