August 14th 2024.
The day I got the call that my uncle was gone.
August 13th 2024.
One day before his birthday.
Dead at 52
I know his pain is gone but that is a permanent solution to a temporary problem
The person who shaped so many of my childhood memories is gone.
The person who went to my school carnival when I was 6
The person who took my mom to her first concert
Madonna I think it was
The person who I’ll never get to text again with a response
He took my dad to concerts too
Pearl Jam and Bruce Springsteen and more I can’t seem to recall
I didn’t know how much I loved him until he was gone
Don’t get me wrong, I knew I loved him
I just didn’t think about what it would feel like when he was gone
When I got that call it felt like I was drowning
Even though I was standing on solid ground
August 13th 2024 and August 14th 2024
The days that will always haunt me.
August 13th 2024.
The day before his birthday
Sometimes you don’t know how much you love someone until they’re gone
Text messages without a response
6 feet under on the family lot
August 14th 2024.
The day a part of me went missing
I don’t think a missing poster will help as that part is long gone
It’s not worth it to put a missing poster on a telephone pole, I know that part of me is dead
There’s no point in saving it
Even if someone did find that piece of my heart it’s not worth saving
It’s not worth saving because even if you try to bandage the wound
It will still have cracks
You can’t mend that part of my heart as it died because I lost someone who meant the world to me.
My uncle who went to my school carnival when I was 6
He was a ray of sunshine yet now that he’s gone sometimes it feels like there’s no sun at all, just darkness.
I know his pain is gone.
Yet it still hurts to know that I won’t be able to go to my first concert with him
He won’t be at my high school or college graduation
He won’t see the rest of my life milestones.
He won’t be able to see me past 14
He won’t get to see my 18th birthday
He won’t get to see me publish my first book.
To believe that taking your own life is the only escape
One must be in excruciating pain
To take one’s own life with a family of 5
And even though I don’t believe in heaven sometimes I hope it’s real just so I can see him again
Apr 21
Apr 21, 2026 at 11:46 AM UTC
August 14th 2024.
The day I got the call that my uncle was gone.
August 13th 2024.
One day before his birthday.
Dead at 52
I know his pain is gone but that is a permanent solution to a temporary problem
The person who shaped so many of my childhood memories is gone.
The person who went to my school carnival when I was 6
The person who took my mom to her first concert
Madonna I think it was
The person who I’ll never get to text again with a response
He took my dad to concerts too
Pearl Jam and Bruce Springsteen and more I can’t seem to recall
I didn’t know how much I loved him until he was gone
Don’t get me wrong, I knew I loved him
I just didn’t think about what it would feel like when he was gone
When I got that call it felt like I was drowning
Even though I was standing on solid ground
August 13th 2024 and August 14th 2024
The days that will always haunt me.
August 13th 2024.
The day before his birthday
Sometimes you don’t know how much you love someone until they’re gone
Text messages without a response
6 feet under on the family lot
August 14th 2024.
The day a part of me went missing
I don’t think a missing poster will help as that part is long gone
It’s not worth it to put a missing poster on a telephone pole, I know that part of me is dead
There’s no point in saving it
Even if someone did find that piece of my heart it’s not worth saving
It’s not worth saving because even if you try to bandage the wound
It will still have cracks
You can’t mend that part of my heart as it died because I lost someone who meant the world to me.
My uncle who went to my school carnival when I was 6
He was a ray of sunshine yet now that he’s gone sometimes it feels like there’s no sun at all, just darkness.
I know his pain is gone.
Yet it still hurts to know that I won’t be able to go to my first concert with him
He won’t be at my high school or college graduation
He won’t see the rest of my life milestones.
He won’t be able to see me past 14
He won’t get to see my 18th birthday
He won’t get to see me publish my first book.
To believe that taking your own life is the only escape
One must be in excruciating pain
To take one’s own life with a family of 5
And even though I don’t believe in heaven sometimes I hope it’s real just so I can see him again
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