Tag Archives: a Mother’s Grief
When I’d, Lost You
When I lost you, from way, way, WAY back, it’d felt like, someone had, reached into my bosoms, then, RIPPED out my heart! When I’d, lost you, it was, too unbearable, the pain, I couldn’t cry, because, no amount of … Continue reading
Once, Upon a Dream…
Once, upon a dream, I was, a young child with absolutely, NO clue of what life entailed Once, upon a dream, I thought, I had a good and happy, and carefree childhood Turned out, it was, ALL a LIE, that … Continue reading
The Steps You Never Took Towards Me
There were, these steps you never took towards me, ‘cuz, let’s face it, DEAD people can’t walk on the land, can they? Instead, they just, floated along, in the minds of those they loved and cared about, right??? The steps … Continue reading
Saying Goodnight to You…
Although, you’re, no longer alive, I’m still in the habits, of saying goodnight to you, I’d go into your room, and, touch your bed, and, kiss your pillow at bedtime, don’t know why, perhaps, it’s out of a hard-to-break habit? … Continue reading
It’s Been How LONG Ago Since You’d Been Gone Again???
Let’s NOT get THAT technical here, but, it’s been, ‘bout TEN years, and TWO months, since you’d been gone, and, I wish I can say, that it gets easier (well, I’m not crying like hell right now, so, it must … Continue reading
Allowing Myself to Grieve for the Loss of You
It’s not healthy, to keep all the sorrows you feel over the loss of someone you loved bottled in, or at least, that, is what they all tell me… But, I have, other members of my family who are, relying … Continue reading
Days Since You’d Been Gone
How many days, had it been, let me count………somewhere ‘round 3,287, -ish??? You’d died, or rather, you were, MURDERED, by that LOSER, DEADBEAT who’d abused me since I was in the third, or was it the fourth (still can’t really … Continue reading
Somewhere in June…
To my ALREADY DEAD, no longer causing me any “strange” feelings, Emily… Somewhere in June, my NONEXISTENT DEAD baby girl, you should’ve been “implanted” into my uterus, but you never got that chance to form…not my photograph… Somewhere in June, … Continue reading
I Remember You…
I remember you, as you’d appeared inside my mind, and, had you been born, you would’ve been, oh……SEVEN this year! I remember you, but, I shouldn’t, because, how can I remember someone who don’t even exist yet, huh? Yeah, I … Continue reading