It comes in waves
The reminder the pain
The knowledge that I’ll never see my dad again
It consumes me at night
As I lay on my bed
So I stay awake
To rid the thoughts in my head
I let fatigue take hold
My eyes are heavy
But my mind starts racing
Then my heart is heavy
Because it hits me again
The wound is so fresh
And the tears fall down
And then my chest hurts
And here comes the guilt
For phone calls I missed
And so stays the guilt
For the things that I’ll list
Did I say I love you?
Did I say I was grateful?
Did I tell you I was happy
We finally had this connection?
Did I ask your favourite things?
Did I even ask anything?
I can’t go through the messages
Because it’s too painful
So there I lie
And there I wait
For my cries to die down
Waiting for my sleep state
And soon there goes that wave
That reminder
That pain
That knowledge that I’ll never get to see him again
Liz Kamille 