For once things were right,
Now they're back to being wrong.
Dads in the hospital,
And "she" is already gone.

Mom cries at night,
When she thinks that I can't hear
As she softens up her pillow
With another heavy tear.

I'm just confused,
I don't know what is going on.
Haunted by the thought,
That i'm always in the wrong.

Sleep is just a wish,
That refuses to come true.
I'm lost in my reality,
Not knowing what to do.

I wake to the smell,
Of her skin on the sheets.
But she hasn't slept here.
In over ten weeks.

I feel all alone,
In this room of many faces.
I'm talented at feeling lonely.
In the most unsuspecting places.

Feel this gaping hole.
In the middle of my chest.
No matter what I do,
It stays empty at best
 
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