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WOUNDED HEART
Walking through these last days numb,
Looking out through zombified eyes,
Lost in the deep depression,
Of when someone close to the heart dies.
A gaping hole has been left behind,
Which seems to have no repair,
The crumbling sides of which have let me fall,
Leading slowly to my despair.
I can't get past a feeling of guilt,
Which is fed by a single delusion,
The thoughts that say "I could have helped",
Are nothing more than a false conclusion.
How do I let go of this pain,
Before the sanity I have left fades,
The memories I have just seem to bring more,
Tearing my heart with dull rusty blades.
I feel as if I've been robbed,
Something special has been taken away,
Gone forever never to be returned,
Re-learning to live for another day.
i kept thinking something
i kept thinking something along those lines for awhile about my dad. but we knew it was coming, when he went unconscious the afternoon before. so i was lucky in a way, that i knew it was coming and could kind of prepare..its not easy to let a parent go..especially when its so unexpected. the pain doesnt go away..but it does get easier to deal with, that i can promise. you'll have good days and bad days for awhile..i STILL have them. but you know i'm always here for you, if you wanna talk or just need a shoulder..
I also lost my mother years
I also lost my mother years ago. I'm sorry for your loss but we know they're in a better place outside these human walls.