Moments
There are moments when I forget that you are gone.
I reach for the phone to share a thought,
only to remember.
You are not here.
It's been one year.
Times of grief, anger, sadness
fill my heart and soul. Still.
Seeking answers, finding none.
I ache to speak to you,
unfettered by their terms,
to ask and maybe understand why.
Can you explain, could you explain.
I see others starting anew.
It is not without pain that I view their new paths.
Wishing I could share in their hope.
But dreams are lost.
Shaken to my core
With emotions so raw.
And grief that dwells within my soul. Still.
This depth of despair never ends.
Always in the back of my mind
Treading lightly.
Till it rises forth, peaks and roars.
Hear me, it screams
You are not here!
Again, and again, and again.
Maybe you never were.
Silence broken by cries.
I am drained once more.
Pleading for peace and light of heart.
Moment to moment
I make it through my day.
It's all I ask, to make it one more day.
By Mollywog
To commemorate the approaching one year anniversary of my son's arrest. 5/13/13
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