Mother Death Poem
This is truly how I felt after my mother died. I didn't know what to think and I just wanted to end it all!
The Edge
©
Elizabeth Rock
It hurts,
Every time the thought passes
through my brain.
Every time I look at that picture,
In that old rusted frame.
I can hear my heart's Screams
Echo in my ear.
I have no desire to be here
No force drawing me near!
Emotions run wild wanting
me to give in.
But logic keeps me from
ending all of this pain.
Crying every night
getting closer to the blade.
In my world
GOD, is just playing another game.
Tragic as stories go!
About how one loses their mind
But secretly I dream of
wanting to lose mine!
Every time the thought passes
through my brain.
Every time I look at that picture,
In that old rusted frame.
I can hear my heart's Screams
Echo in my ear.
I have no desire to be here
No force drawing me near!
Emotions run wild wanting
me to give in.
But logic keeps me from
ending all of this pain.
Crying every night
getting closer to the blade.
In my world
GOD, is just playing another game.
Tragic as stories go!
About how one loses their mind
But secretly I dream of
wanting to lose mine!
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I am 22 and my mom passed away it will be a year in July.
She was really ill and died at home on her hospice bed. I have 2 siblings but both were out of state and didn't make it in time. it was the hardest longest night of my life to sit with her as she was in a coma. I wanted to talk to her so bad. I have a hard time dealing with it all. I don't want to live at times and my brother and sister are the same, we don't talk about her we just simply can't and she is all we had..
So thank you for sharing your heart! I'm praying for you! <3
Marie, Aberdeen SD Submitted Mar 2010
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