by Alex Sarich

Created on: December 16, 2011   Last Updated: December 19, 2011

My tears soak the paper I pen
choking on my words intermittently
smudged ink dragged across the paper
drowning in tears of sorrow and grief
grey and black shades my world
a puppet with no puppeteer
pain fills the chambers of my heart
throbbing veins freezing my body numb.

Returning to my chair
I lift my hand to finish what I write
and put on the last light of day
to see your reflection shining
through a mirror of innocence
gazing and thinking, why you?
while everyone else is here
this grief is my Achilles heel
which no parent should suffer.

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