Words to the Dead
Do I sleep? I must a little; there are visions of fragmented dreams still dancing around the cusp of my consciousness
Do I sleep? I must a little; there are visions of fragmented dreams still dancing around the cusp of my consciousness
My mind is free today i`m out of the fog
no over thinking like a spinning cog.
Grief takes over emotions it depletes your being,
no rest or pleasure no future your seeing.
Beating heart diseased with sorrow
I pray there will be a no tomorrow
Should I wake by morning light
I pray He takes me in the night.
Heavenly Father I've bled to long
Please release me let me be gone
For my heart is broken and needs repair
Release me from this darkness and dispair.
I've tried to carry on you see
Grief hurts. It’s tough to go through, and painful to watch.
One or both of the following is true about almost all of us almost all of the time:
He would have been forty…
Just one step at a time. Just breathe. You can do this. If you've done this once, you can do it again. Way to go!
Like a magnet, we are pulled toward our purpose with signs, intuitions and synchronicities. John Holland
There are certain moments in life that alter the entire direction of fate; unknowingly, at age 20, I was about to live through one of those. It was during my undergraduate years when everything is still rather carefree and I still was trying to find my way, when I found out that I was pregnant. Extremely surprising, unplanned and earth shattering, I discovered I was already 13 weeks along.
166 days since I last spoke or saw you.
Death changes everything.
Time changes nothing.
I miss the sound of your voice.
I miss our conversations and your advice.
Small decisions are now hard.
I miss your presence, your touch.
I miss making new memories and sharing old ones.