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The days go by so slowly, but the weeks fly right on by Echoes of you everywhere, and all my heart knows is to cry The emptiness without you is almost too much to bear With a pain this intense, my best and only tool is prayer It takes all that I have in the morning to just get out of bed I keep thinking of all the regrets and other things not said They say that time heals all wounds, but I do not think this one will The world just keeps on spinning, when it feels like it should be still Every night I go to sleep, thinking I will see you tomorrow Then reality hits me when I awake, and I struggle with the sorrow This was not supposed to happen, and certainly not this way But if I were to see you again, what would I even say? We stayed so distant because we both needed our own space Yet all I feel are hurt and regret, now that you're in another place Are you looking down on me, watching me from above? If all I feel is grief, does that mean I feel your love? I have so many questions, the main one being, "Why?" Why did you have to leave us, and why could we not say goodbye? Did you think that you were sparing me, to take away my begs and pleas? I still want more time, and for us to make new memories The house feels so empty now, without your presence around I listen for your voice, and your heart in every sound Can you come stay with us, and sit with me for a while? I would do almost anything, if I could get to see you smile These are the words that came to mind, and they don't feel like enough But it is too hard to think that clearly when dealing with something this tough I keep expecting you to come back, to say it was all just a scheme That it was some secret plot, or even just a dream You would walk up from your office and sit down in your seat I would hug you tightly and just listen to your heart beat I would yell at you for leaving us, and bury my head in your chest You would say that you just needed time, because you were so stressed But since that is not reality, no, just my wishful thinking Instead I look to the night sky, and notice the stars that are twinkling I will pick one of those, and choose to believe it is you Because as much as I am hurting, I am sure you miss us too So I will do my best to be a man, and soldier on without you For no matter what anyone else may think, I will always talk about you I will never stop hurting, this just means we had a lot of love I cannot wait to embrace you, when we join you up above Mom and I will be okay, you do not need to worry The love of God is with us, the author of our story For although this chapter hurts, and there are tear stains on the page I will remember you in every sentence, and with the coming of every age For to have had a father in this world, it truly was a blessing You are no longer in pain; there is no more hurt or stressing We may have had our differences, but I was lucky to call you dad I see it all too clearly now: you were the best I could have had
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Jun 10, 2024
Jun 10, 2024 at 5:19 PM UTC
Poem for Dad
The days go by so slowly, but the weeks fly right on by Echoes of you everywhere, and all my heart knows is to cry The emptiness without you is almost too much to bear With a pain this intense, my best and only tool is prayer It takes all that I have in the morning to just get out of bed I keep thinking of all the regrets and other things not said They say that time heals all wounds, but I do not think this one will The world just keeps on spinning, when it feels like it should be still Every night I go to sleep, thinking I will see you tomorrow Then reality hits me when I awake, and I struggle with the sorrow This was not supposed to happen, and certainly not this way But if I were to see you again, what would I even say? We stayed so distant because we both needed our own space Yet all I feel are hurt and regret, now that you're in another place Are you looking down on me, watching me from above? If all I feel is grief, does that mean I feel your love? I have so many questions, the main one being, "Why?" Why did you have to leave us, and why could we not say goodbye? Did you think that you were sparing me, to take away my begs and pleas? I still want more time, and for us to make new memories The house feels so empty now, without your presence around I listen for your voice, and your heart in every sound Can you come stay with us, and sit with me for a while? I would do almost anything, if I could get to see you smile These are the words that came to mind, and they don't feel like enough But it is too hard to think that clearly when dealing with something this tough I keep expecting you to come back, to say it was all just a scheme That it was some secret plot, or even just a dream You would walk up from your office and sit down in your seat I would hug you tightly and just listen to your heart beat I would yell at you for leaving us, and bury my head in your chest You would say that you just needed time, because you were so stressed But since that is not reality, no, just my wishful thinking Instead I look to the night sky, and notice the stars that are twinkling I will pick one of those, and choose to believe it is you Because as much as I am hurting, I am sure you miss us too So I will do my best to be a man, and soldier on without you For no matter what anyone else may think, I will always talk about you I will never stop hurting, this just means we had a lot of love I cannot wait to embrace you, when we join you up above Mom and I will be okay, you do not need to worry The love of God is with us, the author of our story For although this chapter hurts, and there are tear stains on the page I will remember you in every sentence, and with the coming of every age For to have had a father in this world, it truly was a blessing You are no longer in pain; there is no more hurt or stressing We may have had our differences, but I was lucky to call you dad I see it all too clearly now: you were the best I could have had
My father passed away on April 4th, 2024 at 1:27am. It was a big shock to us all and we're still devastated. It doesn't feel real. I tried my best to put it into words but I honestly don't feel like it does it justice. I miss him so much.
james-zollern
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Jun 10, 2024
Jun 10, 2024 at 5:19 PM UTC
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