June 6th Heartbreak
I thought I felt heartbreak after losing my father at the young age of 55, but losing my 21 year old son is.. I can't even put it into words how I feel.
The morning the police offer told me my son was dead, I felt my soul leave my body.
I died that same morning my son passed away... I am just a vessel waiting to die.
All I've done since Sunday is stair into space. The hours are passing me bye and I have no recollection. I feel like I have died but trapped in this body.
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