The air around me is silent,

The calm before the storm.

I feel the need to vent,

As my life has taken on a new form.

Some days the sorrow is so hard to bare,

As I feel so many wrongs I have to make right.

Am I the only one to care,

I can only try with all my might.

No one asked me what I wanted,

To scream, to yell, to hit, to cry, to blame.

It is all daunted.

I will never be the same.

Why was it me?

Who was chosen to follow this new path?

There are so many things I wish I could see,

But all I can do is look at the aftermath.

This is not a war,

Unless you count the one in my heart.

The sorrow it does continue to pour,

As he will to me always be a part.

No one seems to want to know,

How I truly feel.

Some days’ life feels so slow,

My heart will never fully heal.

I am here,

He is gone.

Truly life’s worst fear,

But who’s path I am on.

Most days I never understand,

Why he was taken from me.

These emotions I no longer try to command,

I want the whole world to see.

I am not me,

My heart is no longer the same.

I do not know who I am to be,

I can only try to move forward with purpose and aim.

Does he know,

How much I truly love him.

The lengths I will go,

The first layers I will just skim.

He is a part of me,

For all the world to see.

So no matter the silence in the air,

My love is shouting,

Everyone will see all that you mean to me.

I love you my son.


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    Marisa Michaud

    Marisa Michaud

    Marisa is the mother to 3 boys, one gone too soon and 2 keeping her on her toes. Drake died in 2010 at 12 days, 16 hours old after being pulled from life support due to injuries he sustained during delivery. Her other 2 boys: Aden and Gavin, whom she loves every minute with them.

    September 11, 2017

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