A gift

Forceful exhale
the vapor expelled carries off my heavy heart
unsteady-

you came out OK last year. A night like this
feet caked in mud, fingers numb
 we found you slumped inside your car
light on, neck bent
impossibly           you were roused

 in the harsh light of the hospital you were sorry
our love a dead weight on your damp eyelids
forcing your face towards the wall

 and here you stood today. Feet firmly anchored
our babies vying for affection, you radiate

heat space so awfully vast 

Reviews

[Relic]

Wow! This is really moving. It reminds me of the bridge jumper who said he regretted jumping the minute his hands left the rail. He was thankful to be alive. I get that feeling here. Life is indeed a gift some don't realize until they come back from the brink.

Powerful words here.

100

[jacob erin-cilberto]

wow, i reviewed this a couple days ago...and it disappeared...
such a strong write...a suicide that luckily didn't succeed...and now the love no longer a dead weight but a joyous carry...done with a smile. the gift of a second chance at life.

j.

[HadesRising]

Nicely written piece well done.