3 Years & 4 Months into Daddyhood

So tired.
On warm train carriage.
Sitting.
Lost in music.
Close my eyes.
For seconds, drift.
To sink.
To lapse, immerse, fall.
Sleep.
Forget.
Everything.
Just for a bit.
Take myself away.
Nothing.
No dreams.
No thoughts.
Journey into nothing.
Just for a little while.
Peace, no guilt, forgetfulness.
Emptiness.
Please.
Just a little emptiness…
And then I’ll be ready.
I promise I’ll be ready…
To live again.

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