caregiver
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I hate this place.The hug is short, the pain in my eyes is reflected in his.He doesn’t know who is betraying him, his mom or God.He desperately wants it to be me.
I hate this place.
The hug is short, the pain in my eyes is reflected in his.
He doesn’t know who is betraying him, his mom or God.
He desperately wants it to be me.
I hate this place.
The hug is short, the pain in my eyes is reflected in his.
He doesn’t know who is betraying him, his mom or God.
He desperately wants it to be me.
I don't even have words. I feel a hollowness, a sadness that comes over me
like a wave. An ocean of grief in my body,
tidal motions running up and down my spine.
I am scrubbing and vacuuming
but the smell still stays
I am washing and mopping
but the smell still lingers
I feel uneasy here. Anxious.
One Day
One day we were kids playing with dolls
One Accident
One accident forces us to grow up
One Year
One year to spend with a loved one as a caretaker
One Responsibility
Pay no attention
to the woman behind the
mask.
She's just an
illusion
of smoke and mirrors,
of pulsing lights and
then she's gone.
Pay no attention
