Grief Poem

Grief...Loss Of A Child

I unexpectedly lost my 21yr old son on 8/17/2005. His loss has left me completely broken into a million pieces. I've been unable to move forward with anything that I enjoy because I do not deserve to be happy. The guilt has been overwhelming. You see the day he left to chase his dream, I felt that I was never going to see him again. At that very moment, I should've stopped him from leaving. How do you stop your child from following and living his dream??? I will never be able to forgive myself.

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I think this poem is very special - I think it could be even more special with a bit of editing. I felt I longed to put it into separate stanzas. But it's your poem, so I mustn't interfere....

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Published by Family Friend Poems December 31, 2023 with permission of the Author.

It's a quake, a deep-down in your bones pain that strikes you like a bolt of lightening, from the top of your head down through to your feet...destroying every single thing in it's path. It's a pain that lives just as long as you do. You carry it like a "monkey on your back". The guilt and regrets, immeasurable. Thing's you thought that you had already learned are once again called into question. The sadness you wear is like a warm blanket draped over your entire body. Your only "real" escape are the tears and the screams coming from beneath. It's a constant game of "hide & seek"...hiding your pain & seeking comfort in absolutely anything or anyone if even for a tiny moment. It's a pain that you wouldn't wish upon your worst enemy. It's the snapshot of a moment in time that you live with every single day for the rest of your life...it is "your" new FOREVER.
(jkw "Pretend")

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I think this poem is very special - I think it could be even more special with a bit of editing. I felt I longed to put it into separate stanzas. But it's your poem, so I mustn't interfere. I do understand a bit about grief as I have recently lost my husband. My very best wishes, Ann

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