by dokurtybitz

My circle is small,

He was the second I ever let in

Shared and showed my vulnerabilities,

He helped me to live through

Depression and my craziness

But I never saw what was broken

Inside of him,

Until after he was gone,

No responses to my reaching out

A ghost for me

Still walking through his daily circle

Which includes me, no longer.

September Song Project

2 Comments to “-02.09.19_12:33-”

  1. This reminds me of my father. I never truly saw what was broken until he was gone. Sad and lovely.

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