The Death of a Child:
It’s like losing your breath
and never catching it
again.
It’s a forever panic attack
as your soul is screaming
for them.
It’s feeling your heart dying
as you continue to lose
your mind.
Dedicated to my friend who buried his perfect little, 18 month old grandchild last Friday. Cause of death. Drunken hit and run.
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