there it is. there in the stillness, in the quiet. when you have exhausted yourself beyond repair, it will creep in and sit with you. invited or not, in the silence when your guard is down and your walls are crumbling....reality gets comfortable in your presence. that foreign, raw emotion burns deep in your gut, clenches your chest, and squeezes your soul. when it's just you and the void....when you can no longer believe the lies that you spin to defend your heart, the truth is spoken in a raw, toxic emotion. he's gone ...
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Oh, Travis! I feel your pain. You describe it so well. On November 7th, it will be 17 years since my dad passed away, and I still start crying whenever I think about him, the pain cuts like a knife. It's hard to lose a parent when you're young - you feel like life has cheated you. And even though you know it's better for him, that he is happy with the Lord, you can't help but (selfishly?)think that he should have had many many more years here on Earth. These are tough times you're going through, but you should know that, although the pain will never really go away, it eventually will recede into the darker corners of your soul, and with every passing day, life will become easier to live once again.
thank you for your comforting words. i just wish "easier" would get here faster. i guess happiness has its own way of taking its sweet time...
peace to us both!
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