Poem -

Death of a loved one

Death of a loved one

Death of a loved one stirs up the soul

Brings out emotions you cannot control

The wretched heartache only you can feel

Unbelieving, is this possible, is it real?

Feels like a rusty Knife has plunged in your heart

And your ribcage feels it’s being torn apart

Numb from the torture or realisation

A knot in the stomach, like total starvation

Impossible to think or have rational thought

Your day drifts on, feeling tense and distraught

This is not living, it’s only an existence

Your body shuts down, building resistance

Your movements turn into robotic action

The mind leaves the body looking for sanction

Can’t control the dull throbbing in your head

Feel you can’t go on, you would rather be dead

The whirl of movement, people going in and out

Driving you crazy, you just want to shout

Empty and void of all reasons why

Your eyes well up and you begin to cry

Not just a wimper or a wail will flow

From the bowels of the earth, a full crescendo

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A heart so pure and precious, was taken this fateful day

What reasons on this earth, are selections made this way

God will only pick the best, others just wither and die

Its best for us not to know, nor to reason why

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