Loss Poem

Suffering And Loss Of A Loved One

My poem is not a happy one, it is sad and it is real, and at some point in life many will come face to face with some type of suffering, but the most heart breaking suffering is that of someone we love, and we can be so close yet feel so helpless. I am sure that there are others that have felt this type of pain.

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Dear Melissa, I am so sorry it took me so long to reply to you. I am sorry for the loss of your father, my heart goes out to you. I wrote "Suffering Up Close" after my precious mother passed...

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Suffering Up Close

© more by Patricia L. Cisco

Published: July 2018

Suffering up close is so different from afar,
it's the supreme test in life,
to show what strengths there are.

Will I have the strength,
to watch the pain I do not bare,
and help another through her cross
which she does not want to share.

Can I help her make it through the night,
until the dawn appears,
and will I be able to comfort her and wipe away her fears?

Yes, suffering up close is so different from afar,
You know when you've been through it,
when your heart wears sorrow's scar.

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  • Melissa A Marquez by Melissa A Marquez
  • 1 year ago

Almost one year since my dad passed of stage lV brain cancer and 11 day of pain to see him suffering to know his time was near. I went from praying for a miracle to praying to God to take his hand and guide him to eternity to be at rest. I could not bear to see it. My heart is shattered and broken beyond repair. Eleven days that just seem like yesterday. The heartache, pain, and tears never go away. The poem fits what I feel.

Dear Melissa, I am so sorry it took me so long to reply to you. I am sorry for the loss of your father, my heart goes out to you. I wrote "Suffering Up Close" after my precious mother passed away, so it was written from my heart and soul and from experience of deep sorrow, in seeing her suffering up close and personal. It has taken me this long because I've had another loss and I'm not been myself anymore at all. I lost my youngest son in July 2018. Although it has been 3 years now, it feels like yesterday. Every day, he is all I think about day and night. Forgive me for not acknowledging your comments on my poem. I'm just happy if it helped you to know someone else has felt the same way you are feeling, I pray with time there will come some healing to your heart and soul, because your dad would want you to heal, to live, to be happy again. God Bless You!

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