Searching my heart, soul and mind.

Wondering what-all my thoughts will find.

Compassion's in every step and touch.

As I love this lady so very much.

I've watched friends go through living hell.

Slowly decaying, morphine on a drip, just a shell.

Of all they once were and felt,

Day by day,watching them painfully just melt.

Sorrow in their eyes, silently gazing, no goodbyes.

Never have I felt so great a pain,

As I watch my mothers whole life, in a stedy drain.

All my friends and even my dad, went into a coma while in bed.

Not my mother, GOD bless her soul, its her body, not her head.

No contentness, no bright smiles to see,

Just her in her bed of pain, looking to, and at, me.

I pray she will just fall into her own kind of peace, and just be.

This life I question for all we have to endure, even the pure.

She's only in pain, not loosing her life,

Yet I know she feels like she's been stabbed with a knife.

And no one is running to pull it out, no one even gives a shout.

Her inner strengths to survive, be brave, and fight.

Have faded into her thoughts wanting to see GOD'S light.

To take her away, and raise her high,

I feel this through her silent cry.

Nothing helps her body feel right.

So each day I pray, for our Lords Grace and Light.

To carry her spirit high on angel wings, into the night.

Loneliness and dispair, is all I seem to have here, to share.

I'm sorry...

I try and joke and play as that is my real way,,
It heals the heart and makes friends smile.
I run around forums trying to be witty and me..
But this **** sucks and THIS helps heal ME.

*I try and joke and play as that is my real way,,
It heals the heart and makes friends smile.
I run around forums trying to be witty and me..
But this **** sucks and THIS helps heal ME.*


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Nicely written. Feel your way T-man. Tears not only help cleanse and heal, they act as a magnifying glass to deep feelings of loving smiles remembered and reflected in your own eyes with deeper meaning than any words could convey.

I see a man
with a heart
of gold

Diamonds
as eyes

A head housed
full of truth
with no rooms
to lie




I see this
mans words
as his prize

Them diamond
eyes

Bald head
looking
good




as it
should

Ohhh yea

Of my therapy too

And a cheap form!!!

So sorry for your pain. Your writing helps many of us who may be going through the same thing with our parents. Writing is definately therapeutic. Thanks for sharing.

giving your anguish,frustration..helps you and others to show they are not alone in it............prayers....teasingbrunette

((((((T))))))

Thanks bro, I feel honored,,and life is a looking glass of what we all will be, to see..
Thanks for the time..

Thanks bro, I feel honored,,and life is a looking glass of what we all will be, to see..
Thanks for the time..

Sending love your way (((Brother Man)))

Thanks Vic, and I hope your days are blessed in everyway..........Keep your heart close, your eyes long, and your smiles for your friends....

Hugging you from afar T...Much blessings to you both...

((((HUGS))))

Thanks pretty lady!