Words for the Journey

Losing someone you love is like having part of your heart ripped out.

When it RainsRaindrops fall, sweet tears from angels;Grey skies hide the sunshine high. One more sweet soul gains the Kingdom,One more funeral draws nigh.Standing still beneath the Heavens,Families pause to ponder deathAnd life, and all our human emotions;And wait until the final breath.

Every person experiences loss, at some point in their lifetime,But we all react differently; there’s your way and mine.Please don’t tell me how I should feelOr give me a timeframe in which I should heal.I don’t expect you to understandI only ask that you hold my hand.Help me through this process of grief;Help me to find a source of relief.

Grief is madness. When I look back at who I was, and read the entries I wrote in my journal, it is obvious to me I was insane for almost a year after Chris' death. Sanity, or something resembling it, returned finally.

The days are longThe nights so coldHow can I face lifeAll alone?

  ROLLER COASTER                       TSUNUAMI WAVESNUMB HOLLOW          pain lost      HORRIFIC EMPTY

Am I Ok? Seems as if many ask this question. Define what really means ok? Will I ever feel about Life as I once did? Knowing that we never see our loved ones again, is hard especially when you feel life has been ripped into shreds. I know that for me, I had to struggle with my self and how I felt inside. I never had a strong enough shoulder to lean on or into.

Now I lay me down to sleep A glimpse of you is all I seek I pray my dreams will see you there For just one hug that we will share If that were true I'd gladly rest If that were true I'd be so blessed Char

Even though the physical world around us has not changed, we have entered into a time of darkness. The empty space of love leaves little room for anything else. The days are darker, the nights bleak. Colors have faded to little of what our eyes use to see. Darkness without end. It doesn't have to stay that way although to make the effort to change this is beyond our capacities or abilities.

The days don't passlightening fast,There are momentsI wish they would,Then I realizeif they dothey take mefurther from you.Hearts don't breakand then mendthey just breakover and over again.A sound a noise a smellbrings it all backFor a moment

My arms are empty My pillow light No telling what dreams I'll dream tonight You have left me hollow A void to fill And knowing no one Ever will Fill that space  You left behind And no one ever Can ease my mind  My soul mate, my love My best friend Our amazing love Will never end 

At times the pain is so freshI can feel the stabbing through my heart.Then there are times whenI can breathe normally.At times I can almostSmell your cologne. Then there are times whenI have a hard time seeing your face.At times I thinkI'll never be happy again. Then there are times whenI feel myself smile.