a poem

This is a poem that I wrote this morning as my dad prayed (click 'expand post').

What Really Happened

I divorced myself from you
Quit going daily, weekly
Quit waking up and being there.

The commitment I made
When I crossed the heart's threshold,
Life water

What prevents us from reconciling the pieces of this broken house?
Me?
But where have you been?
Hiding.
Waiting inbetween the lines?

I'm not strong enough to look there.

Crawling out of the corners of my eyes,
I still hope for your return.