'Daddy'
By heinzs
"Daddy" In the darkness I sit, sobbing uncontrollably, inconsolably. My back against the bed, my knees tight against my chest. I rock with each sob, punctuating the dreadful pain. I see his naked form, floating, bobbing on the pool surface like a rubber toy. I know he is gone - nevermore to romp and frolic in carefree childish joy. Never again shall I hold him tightly to my heart as I now hug my knees. In the midst of my family I am alone and lost. Grief and memory are all that remain. Despair clouds my mind and I consider ending it - the truth is unbearable. But something stays my hand, and now, after twenty years, the pain no longer stabs quite so sharply. At long last it is time to let this aged scar rest upon my soul. I must forge ahead towards life! Too long ignored, too many others hurt in the process. I must heal myself before I can heal my family. But... he never called me "Daddy". 2-7-2002For Benjamin. The pain is still unbearable. Written February 7th, 2002 © on Feb 07 2002 07:53 AM PST, Heinz Scheuenstuhl 0 • 1
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