Something I wrote in my car

A poem by Sean Kathryn Bratton

A little poem for my baby

A little tear down my cheek

A little something to soothe my crazy

A little moment because I feel weak

Lump in my throat, needles poking at my finger tips

I’m leaning in, I’m letting you slip

Waves bigger than me, waves crashing over and forbidding me to see

I want to scream, I let myself cry

I let myself ask a million questions, yet I still don’t know why

I’ve felt this before, this is not new, yet somehow I still don’t know what to do

I let them crash, they wash me away

They wash away these stains on my face

This time maybe I’ll feel brand new, nothing but a memory between me and you

A hundred tiny fish swim next to me, the light from above showing me where to weave

I miss you I do, I miss you even when I don’t want to

Each tear feels lighter than before, each tear leads me to a new door

I feel better next to you, I feel better gliding beside one fish instead of a few

Just something for my baby, something to ease the pain

Something I wrote in my car, something to heal these tears on my face