It’s like the clouds are gray, the sun hides, the moon is black, the stars go and hide. It’s like the air being sucked out of my body, a horror movie that I am can’t wake up from, being hungry and watching a feast through a pane of glass, sleepless nights, and no end in sight. It’s like having paper cuts on my heart, screaming with no sound, eyes leaking without a moment’s notice. It’s like sadness that won’t go away, aching feeling inside my stomach, fighting tears, always fighting the tears.
Come home to us soon daddy, my heart is waiting.