Trapped
I should be home,
And waking up with you,
Embracing the beautiful chaos
Of our family
Together
Instead, I'm asleep
Trapped in this cruel nightmare,
Cut off from the ones
I love most
In my dreams
I hear only echoes
And see only shadows
Of my life before
As I wait in darkness,
Longing for moments
Lost,
And memories
Unmade
And as each day passes,
I grow convinced
No devil could concoct
A greater misery
Than to take a loving man
from his family.
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