#21626
In the hospital's sterile room, we waited ten long days,
news of your decline, a constant, crushing sway.
Each update a blow, a weight that wouldn't lift, the machines, the tubes, a prison of pain and grief.
The room was a cage, air thick with despair, I choked on every breath, on every whispered prayer.
Your body, fragile, worn, a map of scars and lines. I couldn't bear the sight, the helplessness that clings.
But in the midst of it all, a thread I found to hold, forgiveness,
fragile, like a bird taking flight, unfold.
For all the wounds, like scars, the what-ifs and the whys,
I let them go, dad, and in love, I realize.
You were human, flawed, and broken, just like me,
and in that, I found a peace, a love that's wild and free.
So I'll hold onto the memories, and the sleepless nights.
You may be gone, but your love remains, a flame
that flickers still, a light that guides me, still the same.
Dad I miss you more than words can say,
but I'm grateful for the time we had, anyway.
You showed me strength, and laughter, and heart,
And I'll carry those gifts with me , from the very start.
i know that you are now at peace and at home, this isn't really goodbye as you'd say, more, we'll see each other someday soon.
I forgive you, and I love you,
for being my dad, through and through.
Mar 13
Mar 13, 2026 at 11:02 PM UTC