Poem – How Parents Really Feel

Hard to breathe
Tightness in my chest
The walls are closing in
The pounding in my head
Matches the rhythm of my heart
I am not sure if I will make it til the end
It has ended
What’s this?
One more?
Do we really have to watch Caillou again?
I close my eyes and wish I were somewhere else

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