Slowly Fading

I have felt
the world
cold
and dark
empty…

I have imagined
as you struggled to breathe
your last breath…

Death
after years of being
a part of life's struggle
has finally called you out…

And me now
alone…
struggle with memories
…slowly fading
imagine this emptiness
this is hell

This is how
my love
of losing you
feels like
to me…

A spouse is lost…and the remaining person is a widow
A parent dies…a child left behind is an orphan

But a parent who loses a child…there is no name…there is nothing
All of life's magic, wonder and meaning slowly dies when your heart is ripped from your body…and you find yourself…slowly fading

I think the closest a person can come to being labeled after loosing a child is forever wounded.


Beautiful poem and I do think you are as good as others out here if not better.
Thank you for sharing

tragic... Not the poem, that has impact.

eloquent..

thank you for sharing your most intimate thoughts

The words were delicate, touched you shared more. Thoughts to you