I Miss My Son
Joe,
I sit here in the darkness. Remembering you.
Wondering why you had to leave.
I would have done anything to keep you here.
Alive.
It's been hard for me. Years have passed, but it seems like only yesterday. The pain still raw and fresh. I do my best not to let it touch me too often. For whenever it does touch me, I fall to pieces. Sometimes I become a mess for days.
There are so many wishes that I have. But wishes wont bring you back and they can't bring me to you. Not quite yet. Your sister and nephew still need me.
Memories won't ever be enough for me. The darkness I sit in colors my soul and my heart.
Love, Anger, Sadness, Regret....
They all work against me.
The half cried tears just sit there at the corner of my eye and upon my cheek. Refusing to fall and refusing to let me go. Like razor blades slicing through my soul. Carving out the largest parts of me.
My heart is worn from the efforts I spend trying to smile. Trying to convince everyone that I am fine.
I sit here in the darkness remembering you. Half cried tears, invisible and unheard sit on my cheeks. They are the only real friends I have these days. The tears and the pain keep me company. Callously reminding me that I am still alive. Despite all my wishes....
I love you,
Dad
I sit here in the darkness. Remembering you.
Wondering why you had to leave.
I would have done anything to keep you here.
Alive.
It's been hard for me. Years have passed, but it seems like only yesterday. The pain still raw and fresh. I do my best not to let it touch me too often. For whenever it does touch me, I fall to pieces. Sometimes I become a mess for days.
There are so many wishes that I have. But wishes wont bring you back and they can't bring me to you. Not quite yet. Your sister and nephew still need me.
Memories won't ever be enough for me. The darkness I sit in colors my soul and my heart.
Love, Anger, Sadness, Regret....
They all work against me.
The half cried tears just sit there at the corner of my eye and upon my cheek. Refusing to fall and refusing to let me go. Like razor blades slicing through my soul. Carving out the largest parts of me.
My heart is worn from the efforts I spend trying to smile. Trying to convince everyone that I am fine.
I sit here in the darkness remembering you. Half cried tears, invisible and unheard sit on my cheeks. They are the only real friends I have these days. The tears and the pain keep me company. Callously reminding me that I am still alive. Despite all my wishes....
I love you,
Dad
