Weakness

Original short free-form poem Dark poem about a man who cannot help himself.

Annaliese
Please forgive me
I am weak
Too weak for you
For you and
Our two
Sweet girls

I cannot defend
My family
From the horrors
That consume
The world
In this day
It is too much

My love for you
And our babies
Burns brighter
Than the sun
You must understand
I had
No choice

I protected you
All of you
The only way
I could
And that was
To send you home
To be with our Lord

He will defend you now
I'll see you soon.