Loosing something so special to you is like loosing yourself, your very soul and you slowly die within.
Perfection is what I aim
Yet fallen from grace is what I gained
Is this what it's all about
Or is there just to much strife?
I lay into myself
Basking in my inner being
Holding on for dear life
Stars come forth
Grasping. Tearing my eyes
Till nothing is seen
Just wetness greats me
Lying at my feet.
Oh how the mighty has fallen..
I lay huddled, my arms holding my form
Rocking back and forth
Words passing through lips of numbness
'It's okay', I hear them say
Over and over again
Mere words, yet not
For myself they sooth
Calm the pain held deep.
Some pain leave us weak and enable to get up for a while. I lost two brothers to suicide one year apart. Took me a war and California to desire friendship and love again. Photo and words were powerful and sad. A excellent poem. Thank you for sharing.
Coyote
the picture and words brought tears to my eyes
it so sad i lost a child too
and sleep seems hard to to find when
Though is a very sad and heartfelt poem its
writing beautifully!
While I was reading this poem I was listening to Chants D Avergne (balero) by Joseph Cantalube, it swayed with your words and brought tears to my old eyes
This is so tragic...I couldn't even begin to imagine the pain...and yes sleep is one escape...you penned this ever so delicately...An extremely moving write.. I just subscribed to your writing... :)
I can feel the despair in this .. losing a child leaves a hole inside that never ever heals .. it festers and it burns and stings the hurt is almost unbearable .. sleep is one escape and the hope for a dream visit .A heartbreaking poem much more heartbreaking than breaking up with a lover.. you can eventually get over that/ them, but never a child.
Hello to all;
Been awhile since I been on. Most know me, some don't. Hopefully I can get to know the few that don't and catch up with all the other fine fellow poets/friends that have become so.. more..