Thoughts that never disappear
Nightmares that creep in
I close my eyes for the night;
and my son speaks to me
Fear and confusion are what I feel
My son is dead
This voice is not real;
but it repeats "Daddy" until I cry
Why do you haunt me son?
Screaming does not work
Alcohol only delays the time
until you speak to me again
You wake me every night
with your sweet and terrifying sound
Confusion and fear now reside
in the depths of my empty soul
Your voice never uttered while alive
now has me teetering on insanity
Your voice that only comes at night
Your voice before the nightmares
Your voice before the tears
Your voice may destroy me…but at least I still have your "voice"
No comments:
Post a Comment