I wish I take from you the hurt
The pain that YES I feel it too.
And yet I have no idea how you are inside.
I wish I could show you how beautiful you are.
You are a prime example of strength and courage!
Yet it's too much for you.
And then it's too much for me.
All I wish for is truth.
And yet I also wish for my mother.
My father is gone.
And a part of my mother left with him.
Sadness ripples in waves that I do not understand.
How does a family return after a death?
How is it possible to find joy again?
The strength I see in my mother is there.
Yet anger fills the room
like a wave of fire.
My family has fallen.
I have fallen with them.
Life is not linear
Life is not black and white.
Life has become a painting I cannot comprehend.
Yet underneath all of it my family
gives me hope.
My father was my hope.
Now hope is my lifeline.
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