Wish I had known

Sitting across from you

At your kitchen table

Searching your empty eyes

For a hint of your dark sojourn

Into the pits of depression

What, what was wrong with me that I didn’t see the red flags

Now, now just trying to stench the flow of hope spilling from you

Such a difference when reason rules

Now just subject to the ebb and flow of hope and belief

Want to hold you so much for so long

Till you are back laughing with us

Just can’t know that day will happen

Praying, working to hold you up

On my back if need be

Please, please know you are good and loved

FXC 8/22/19

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