Missing

Here it comes again
that time of year
that time,
when the air i breath, turns weird
that time, 
when the words i usually use
lose their strength, their feel
they start to vanish
leaving me, leaving me here!

That time,
when i feel weak, incomplete
like i’m missing a limb
or another part of me, something
something i lack
a guide, that i should have
or maybe a string, that i could grab
or maybe all of me, all of myself
nine years, nine years of emptiness…

Memento of my dad.

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29 thoughts on “Missing

  1. Very heartfelt and poignant..
    p.s this time it’s ‘lose’ not ‘loose’! LOL!! I can see u keep getting them the wrong way around 😉

  2. This is beautiful. And applies to anyone who’s ever had a deep loss… it describes – for me – so exactly how i feel since my fiance died (as well as the loses of my parents). Thank you for liking my blog today so i could find you! Keep writing.

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