And it came to me then that every plan is a tiny prayer to father time
As I stared at my shoes in the ICU that reeked of piss and 409
And I rationed my breaths as I said to myself that I'd already taken too much today
As each descending peak on the LCD took you a little farther away from me
Away from me
Never has there been a song I connected to more than this.
Never has there been a song that made me cry.
I miss you dad.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Lessons Learned
And so I stayed up all night
Slept in all day
This is my sound
Thinking about tomorrow won't change how
I feel today
Woke up feeling sad. Slept fine. Dreamt fine. But I was still sad in the morning. The weather is cold with a chance of rain. My favorite kind of weather short of cold with a promise of snow. But I'm still sad.
My 16 month old nephew just came in, a whirlwind tornado of light curls and a silly grin.
He hugged me.
I'm not so sad anymore.
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