Friday, June 17, 2011

Your Voice

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"

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