Family Death Poem

Can a heart ever truly mend after we someone we love?

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Silence surrounds me, emptiness fills me. The sun is not as brilliant, the trees have lost their luster, the sky feel as if it is falling, yet life goes on. And I ask myself how ...my broken...

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Can You Mend A Broken Heart

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Published: February 2006

I was only seven when he took my mother away.
I will never forget, it was May 15th a week before my birthday.
What was I to do as tears ran down my face, because of my heartache?
He took my mom away I thought every minute since that day.
How can I go on knowing I will never see her face? .
Am being selfish for feeling this way?
Knowing she is in a better place.
What would I do without my mother Monday thru Sunday?
I had no one I could talk to.
What could they say, knowing I felt this way.
To this day I sit and wish she will come from her resting place.
Crying and wishing my life was different.
Staying up every night wondering why a prayer couldn't fix it.
I continue to pray along with wishing she would return in perfect condition.

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  • by Vineland New Jersey
  • 5 years ago

Silence surrounds me, emptiness fills me. The sun is not as brilliant, the trees have lost their luster, the sky feel as if it is falling, yet life goes on. And I ask myself how ...my broken heart hurts, I buried most of it with my husband, I have but a piece left to last me the rest of my unknown days........

  • by Tashira Rodriguez
  • 8 years ago

This is so close to what happened 2 me. I seriously had tears in my eyes reading this. My uncle got killed when I was seven and he was like my father. To this day I still cry and think what could have been.

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