Painful Memories

by

Daniel Chapa

I go places, stop and then think
I lose myself, I smoke and I drink

I miss your face and the feel of your breath
I see your skin at the moment of your death

You smelled like a wonder, and ended a blunder
To me you will always be an ageless number

Dead at age two
I knew that you were through

When the breathing stopped I began to cry
Its never been easy to watch a son die

I sigh when its time to visit your plot
Tear up and talk cause its all that I’ve got

Knots in my throat from words I wrote
Thoughts of the words that you once spoke

I hear da da, hi, lub, and good
I need his voice now and wish that I could

Listen to a whisper and smile at the sound
Feel my heart beating like an earthquake in the ground

These memories bring pain, and pain brings tears
I can keep these hurts going for years and years

I grind my teeth and tirelessly work
Treat my body like worthless dirt

I avoid his name and sharing my story
I don’t want attention so please ignore me

I can treat myself, I have a disease
I cannot forget my painful memories

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from: Spokane, WA, US

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