Father,
by
dalzy
/
Sunday, 10 March 2013 /
I don't want to go anymore. I don't want to go anywhere at all. I want to hide. I want to sit. Stay still. I want to be near you. Beside you. Comfortable and secure. I am scared. I don't want to be alone. I want you with me. I don't think I can do it. I think I'd cry. I am crying. Please. Can this just stop? I am too weak. I am too broken. I can't. You can. So hear me and let me close my eyes and dream.