08/03/2022
Though I hadn't seen you much these past few years, I can never again: a painful realization.
Swipe to see a striking father-son resemblance.
An excerpt from a piece I wrote the night I drove to care for my father during his last days. It's a conversation between him (D) and me (S):
D
I got sober for you, bud, and s**t, I never felt so high
Those years of being your dad were the best, you changed my life
Been through it all, but can't compare, this cancer ain't no fun
I want to go, but told my wife, "I can't leave without my son."
Cry, don't hold it in, don't be afraid to simply be
'Cause if you do - we're too much the same - you'll end up just like me
S
I've no more anger in my heart, dad - I didn't realize
That when I was growing up, you were too the whole time
And no matter how many men I romantically sift through
There will always be one problem: none of them are you
Trauma cycles weaken as we learn from all the bad
I won't be you, just the best parts - don't fear--you're not your dad
