raw loss

i wish i could forget this place.

this box of grief i have to embrace.

i wish i could forget the way rays

played off my daughter's face

moments before the car howled

and my darling breathed her final hour.

i wish i could forget how easy

it would be to die.

one wrong step

and i could greet her again.

i'd greet death like an old friend.

but life is a choice we have to make at

the beginning of the day.

it's as easy as breathing for some

but this box sleeps on my chest at night

and its so fucking hard to breathe.

i wish i could forget the choice i have to make

at the peak of morning light

where i will find find no semblance of peace

unless i am bathed in white.