He Cannot Go…

Photo taken by Calpernia N. Charles

My eyes tired,
a combination
of crying
and lack of sleep

usual excitement
of going home,

blanketed
by his death.

Nothing is the same —
Yet
nothing has changed,

Except-

He is gone.

Photo taken by Calpernia N. Charles

Lost in a haze
Walking in a daze

An odd feeling
of fear —
lingers in the air,

my mind,
filled with
empty hope

He has to be there —
my only thought

Beauty of the sunrise
shadows reality

Unanswered calls
now defines mortality

Silent cries
constant whys,
hits hard …
painful — no

He must know,
He cannot go -
not until I get home

No convo the same
Blackface his nickname

He cannot go
He just needs to know -

I am on my way home