The Loss of You

To lose the ones I love

causes tears to stream down my face

and the roots of regret fill an empty space.

My heart carries sorrow with it to every place.

There seems to be no escape.

May the Lords’ light guide me home

And may the Holy Spirit wash my soul.

May my heart, Lord, by you, be consoled.

Twenty two loved ones lost and three misscarriages

in the course of thirty three years 

makes for not enough tears.

Didn’t have time to mourn between losses

The devastation is, to me, colossus. 

May the Lords’ light guide me home

And may the Holy Spirit wash my soul.

May my heart, Lord, by you, be consoled.

The pain won’t let me sleep.

Through the night I weep.

Guilt slowly creeps into my mind

and into my soul it seeps.

May the Lords’ light guide me home

And may the Holy Spirit wash my soul.

May my heart, Lord, by you, be consoled.

Emotions come in waves.

Alone and afraid it seems there is nothing left to save.

To my churning emotions I have  become a slave.

Loving memories exceed the grave.

May the Lords’ light guide me home

And may the Holy Spirit wash my soul.

May my heart, Lord, by you, be consoled.

The longing to see them again fills my heart with pain.

Nothing will ever be the same.

Time slips through the hour glass with every grain.

Not a single moment can be regained.

May the Lords’ light guide me home

And may the Holy Spirit wash my soul.

May my heart, Lord, by you, be consoled.

Living between the present and the past

is how I try to make the memories of them last.

This is no easy task.

Most of the time I keep my mourning face masked.

May the Lords’ light guide me home

And may the Holy Spirit wash my soul.

May my heart, Lord, by you, be consoled.

I love and miss you all.

The loss of you has caused many of my tears to fall.

I hope to see you all again when I hear Your last call.