he wasn't sick. but apparently he had a giant brain tumor behind his right eye.
when we tried to help him, he couldn't take it, and he died.
i don't know what to do/say. i don't know who or what i am anymore.
he was a beautiful, smart, perfect little boy, and he's gone from me forever.
i'm so angry and sad. it goes back and forth.
my apartment smells like flowers, and it's gross.
i did my best, but it wasn't good enough.
when we tried to help him, he couldn't take it, and he died.
i don't know what to do/say. i don't know who or what i am anymore.
he was a beautiful, smart, perfect little boy, and he's gone from me forever.
i'm so angry and sad. it goes back and forth.
my apartment smells like flowers, and it's gross.
i did my best, but it wasn't good enough.





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Words really feel inadequate but please know you are in my thoughts.





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