Thousand Yard Stare

Baker

Glazed eyes.

Thousand yard stare.

Thought I had more time.

But I would never be prepared.

 

Time creeps up.

Like most things in life.

Caught off guard.

Lost my footing, lost my grip.

 

Didn't think It would be me.

I'm sorry I don't love you.

But you deserve the care.

You were once Mom.

 

The one that tucked me in.

That cleans my cuts when I fall.

Saying prayers for sweet dreams.

Staying your angel for as long I can.

 

Your thousand yard stare.

It cuts me like a knife.

I'm sorry you couldn't avoid it.

I'm sorry it was your fate.

 

  • Author: Baker (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 30th, 2025 21:33
  • Category: family
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Comments3

  • sorenbarrett

    Hard hitting, sad this poem speaks to what ought to be a strong relationship but broken. Not sure why. Painful.

  • Poetic Licence

    A feeling of pain and sadness of a broken relationship, written nicely and with regret

  • Tony36

    Excellent write



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