To My Father
The house is cold and empty
Your bed stands stripped
Your mattress among the firewood
The linen thrown away
Just silence
Inside the walls
Where I kissed your cold brow
Where I failed you
Where I failed you so many times
Where I failed you one final time
Twice you spoke of the pain
Twice you spoke
And I didn't save us
07.02.2017
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