Breathing

Breathing

The pain of Jacob
makes it hard to breathe
sometimes.
I try to calm down
with deep and slow breaths.

Concentration on this
so-called natural process
only reinforces the fact
that my son stopped breathing.

I am in a hell on earth
of my own making
because he stopped breathing.
In fact, all my senses are numb.
Maybe I'm dying too,
in a different way.
It would only be appropriate.
.