Grandma's Boy

Marilyn, are you out there? 

Give me a sign if you can hear me?

I have so many questions, but I can’t seem to find you.

All the light seems to have flickered out, as my stomach twists and churns.

White Cliffs of Dover scream in my head, while water fills my ears.

I drown myself in the shallow water of the tub.

The bubbles nearly blind me, but I’m reminded that I’m alive.

My lungs erupt in flames, as they gasp for a breath of air.

I want to refuse them, but feel the shakes coming on.

I slide myself ashore.

To safety.

A comfort I fear you may never sense again.

I love you dear woman.