Wednesday, August 27, 2008

I miss my Son


Sometimes it feels like everyone is looking at me,

Or nobody is.

Because I scare them.

It isn't catching and I am tired of it all.


Sometimes I just want to scream,

"At least you can still hug your son."

Sometimes I wish that their son had died...not mine.

The emptiness is all consuming but exhausting,

I am embarrassed by all the attention....

But I feel worse if they forget.

It isn't catching and I am tired of it all.


My beautiful boy so full of life and joy,

Where did you go?

The loss of your vibrancy and enthusiasm

Has left a vacuum that is impossible to fill.

How can someone with so much life just be done?

It isn't catching.....and I am soooo tired of it all


Anonymous said...

I am so sorry to hear about your loss. I can only imagine the pain you're enduring.

.Books by TJ Baff said...

Thank you for your comment. it is quite cathartic for me to be able to express myself in this blog...sometimes it just spills out.
Bring on more books!

BooksandWool said...

Remember Im hear to listen.