Son Death Poem

Unable To Sleep Because Of Grief

I lost my 1st child, my son, who was twenty. My heart is so broken that it feels like it doesn't beat. Sometimes I can't sleep, and writing about the pain helps me through the night and seems to be good therapy.

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I lost my oldest son on September 23, 2016. He was just 21 years old. He and my husband were riding in the back seat of some guy's car that they worked with on their way home from work when...

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Published: February 20, 2018

I have nightmares and can't sleep.
The loss of you is a wound so deep.

My mind recorded the times we had.
Knowing there will be no more memories makes me sad.

I struggle for answers to what went wrong.
I'll miss you my whole life, however long.

My world has changed to black and gray.
My tears come frequently every day.

I don't think my heart will heal.
I still can't accept that this is real.

Keeping you close is not enough.
Happiness and smiling is so tough.

I don't know who I am; I only know I'm not me.
A mother who lost her child is what people see.

How can I go on without you here?
Finding out there is no heaven is my greatest fear.

I'm trusting my God and the promises he said.
I picture a beautiful reunion in my head.

One more day, just one more time to hold my child
and ease my mind.

I hope you knew how much you meant
and how much I loved the child God sent.

My heart, my soul will never be the same.
I will always cry when I hear your name.

I can't erase the day you left; it will always haunt me.
A life cut short, a scream in the night, something not meant to see.

The wound I have from losing you is a wound like no other,
a broken heart of a grieving mother.

Tonight I can't sleep.
My pain's too deep
because I am missing you.

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  • by Paul J. O'Brien
  • 4 months ago

I share your grief and empathize with the words of your poem. My son took his own life last November. It's an earth-shattering experience, but I'm sure there is somewhere our spirits go after death - I've seen it in a dream just before my mother died. I'm certain it was her way of showing me that I need not be sad at her passing. Here's a little poem that might help you:

Don't be sad. I haven't gone; I'm just not here anymore.
I'm always with you wherever you go, of that you can be sure.
Remember that, and don't look back; that's all I ask, no more.
So don't be sad. I haven't gone; I'm just not here anymore.

  • by Dkaylynn, Bakersfield ca
  • 4 months ago

I lost my oldest son on September 23, 2016. He was just 21 years old. He and my husband were riding in the back seat of some guy's car that they worked with on their way home from work when the driver of their car decided to pass the car in front of them and went head on into a oncoming semi. Everyone in the car passed away. I was told to give it time because everyone said that time heals everything, but the ones who say that are the ones fortunate enough not to know the heartache and gut-wrenching pain caused from losing their child. Reading these poems tonight has helped me in a way I can't put into words, but I want to say thank you, and I am so sorry for every ones losses.

  • by Jacoline Kabamba
  • 5 months ago

I lost my only child on February 13, 2018. She was 26 and 6 and a half months pregnant. She was involved in a motor vehicle accident. She was engaged to be married on April 28, 2018. I lost both my daughter and granddaughter. My whole world is turned upside down. Sometimes I can't even breathe.

  • by Paul J. O'Brien
  • 4 months ago

Hi Jacoline,
I feel compelled to write to you to offer you my heartfelt sympathy. My son took his own life last November at the age of 40, so I share your grief. You'll probably never get over it, but in time you will be able to deal with it. Your daughter will be with you in spirit always. Here's a little poem for you which might help:

Don't be sad. I haven't gone; I'm just not here anymore.
I'm always with you wherever you go, of that you can be sure.
Remember that, and don't look back; that's all I ask, no more.
So don't be sad. I haven't gone; I'm just not here anymore.

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