It's been 4 months since I lost the love of my life. Together 16 years married for 8. I had no idea pain was able to get worse as time goes by. I think the shock is wearing off and I feel physically sick trying to imagine life without him. I don't want to leave my house because it hurts to see all the couples and reminds me of what I will never have again. I don't answer my calls because I'm tired of telling people I'm ok and I am so far from it. I don't ask for help because I don't want pity. I'm completely lost.
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Thank you Ann. A humorous take on a real event. Names and places changes of course. I volunteer at my companions care home every week reading poetry and playing music to the residents. I posted a new verse today on the subject of writing. You might agree on my take on the subject.
I live like that every single day. I don't show how much it hurts me when my parents brush me off. I'm scared too. I don't want to let anyone see the darkness churning inside. Thanks for showing me I'm not alone. I'm 13 and I almost thought of leaving it all behind, but I'm just waiting for the day I'm free.
How to put people off bowling, Alan! Great to read a lighthearted poem. Keep writing, please. Best wishes, Ann.
Thank you, James. As you know, all comments are welcome and mean a great deal. All the best, Ann.
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Absolutely spot on! I have no idea WHY he and his other friends just dropped me like a poisonous asp. How hurtful, even after I reached out to him! Well, onward and upward for me!
Your poem is touching and poignant, Ann! I know that empty hollow feeling - its not easy
Thanks, Ann! I enjoy and have been reading yours also.
Our son Jack died unexpectedly, he was 24. I remember falling to my knees and looking up at the night sky and asking God why...beseeching God why? No answer except... silence. As the months passed many came to our aid …family, friends and the kindness of strangers. He was so loved! We draw solace from this....our beautiful young man.
Another of your fun poems - keep it up! Best wishes, Ann.
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