A cry that no can can hear.A Story by IrishEYESWithout you I am nothing DAD
It's 3 AM again, you appear in my dream just standing there in dark meadow staring at me without a single word.
Tears start rolling down my pillow and breathe inside my throat that i cannot get to move right. A feeling in my stomach that i know is my soul,curled in a fetal position, silently wishing that i could just stay there forever watching you. I wake up from balmy night with grieve and i allow myself to cry out loud . Gone is warmth of your body, Gone is the piercing gaze of your bright eyes that make me so strong. Now Alone in silence i sit, saddened by your absence, insurmounted pain of a love lost consumes my presence . A future that was once so bright and promising reduced to nothing more then ashes. what was, what is and what would have been is nothing more than a fleeing memory. Come take me along dad. © 2019 IrishEYESReviews
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