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Apr 2018
My dream last night
My children
11 and 16 now
In the dream my son
Was 4 again
And he was sobbing
Uncontrollably
Told him to catch his breath
Kept ******* air
Trying to explain
Why he was wronged
But only tears came out
So I held him
Close to my chest
And he fit
And it subsided
And he just let it out
Then the smell of them as babies
Came upon me
How they’d sleep on me
My chest
How I love being a dad
They live with their mom a mile
From me
But it might as well be a
Million
And now I’m sobbing uncontrollably
******* air
With no one to
Tell me it’s going to
Be ok...
The sadness is so overwhelming this morning
#divorce #dads #children #myhearts
Eric the Red
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Eric the Red  40/M/Southwest
(40/M/Southwest)   
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   ---, Moon Woman, PM and Benji James
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