when I pass
I want my ashes
to breathe this air
~
as a child
your marriage
was my heaven
on earth
~
~
when we lost
our son
we lost
each other
~
we were shells
empty
hurting
voids
~
different ways
of grieving
disconnected
us
~
our raw pain
forced unrealistic
expectations
upon ourselves
~
feeling
emotionally abandoned
unable to help
heal
~
I’m sorry
I let you down
when you needed
me
~
I’m learning
to forgive
myself
~
~