Today is your birthday my forever friend, third one in Heaven
I still grieve... I miss you so much.
You celebrated your birthday in heaven
this year
looking down upon us
i prayed for rain but none came
i cried and stomped my feet and shouted
so unfair
On the night you left us death came calling like a thief in the night
standing in the shadows a smile stretched cross his hideous faceless face he stole you from us in a cowardly fashion -
no warning
You were
you are
so young, beautiful
a wee one at home
he stole you from him
from me
from him
them
My forever friend with a way that
eased the pain
calmed me in my weakest moments
always there
always a friend
i miss you so much it hurts to breathe
i wish you were here
all say you are in a better place
still i think the better place would be here
here in the now with me
he she
them
i love you sweet
rest your weary bones
i feel your love around me
i know you feel mine
death can't take that
"death be not proud "
smirking in the darkness
you will never put out her light
A really like the transition through the poem; there was just grief, almost denial in the beginning, then finally, there was acceptance. The narrator knew nothing could be done, so she just chose to remember the love she once felt, and still does feel.
I liked the slight repetition of things in the poem, it added to a really realistic train of thought. ^-^
There are never any words or expressions that can ease this kind of loss or pain. I think how you chose to remember her is healthy and rewarding with this kind of tribute shared with us here on WC. I pray your friend has happiness and peace along with the knowledge that her best friend loves and misses her.
"i miss you so much it hurts to breathe"
This line brought my spirit close to your feelings about the loss, as close as possible by words..Breath is life, when it hurts to breathe because you miss someone is the ultimate punch in the gut..that line shows extreme hurt, as well as all the others..but for some reason I kept repeating it..
Namaste...her spirit is honored by yours, and what you thought and think of her is expressed very well in this poem.
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Oh, I read your note first and just felt the wind knocked out of me.. Your words are so precious.. so personal.. The loss of one so dear sends such a ripple through the world.. A beautiful dedication to a precious friend.
The void left by one so loved is not easily filled. Why some are taken and others not is an age-old question. I could relate my own stories of loss, but they would sound much like yours. Since this is how life is, I think it best if we count ourselves lucky and fortunate to have known and loved them while they were here. A flower blooms and graces the world with its beauty only for a time, and then it must wither and die to make room for another flower, and then another, and then another.
Dear frickin' ME!!! This is one of your best crafted, most mournfully beautiful works, Chloe! A fabulous opening verse, n' the finish just devastated me! ㋡
Sometimes i feel like an alien in a strange land..can you relate?
I love people and friends are just that to me , friends-if you request me as a friend it would be nice if you read something I have .. more..