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Sadness, destructive thoughts.
Hospital tubes running through your veins.
Pain floods your face.
Sorrow fills your eyes.
Lungs collapsed, cigarette pollution.
How I wish I could take your place.
Calling out for your son,
afraid you'll die.
My heart feels your pain,
and longs to soothe it
as you always soothed mine.
Lying in bed, unable to move.
The energy building up--
unbearable, not knowing what to do.
Chocolate kisses, books, a card--
only one person thought of you.
Again you call out for your son.
You don't see this daughter
standing here, caring, heart breaking.
The daughter who thought of your comfort
and brought you presents,
things she knew you'd love.
Do you see me?
I wish I had the words
to show you all you mean to me.
It hurts to see you like this.
My stepfather, my friend,
my guide through life.
Without you I wouldn't be who I am today.
Please don't look through me.
I am here for you too.
Your pain is my own.
I love you.