Never Ending Nightmare
No words could ever describe the pain I feel inside. Only God himself could count the tears I have cried.
Don't try to tell me you understand because your dog died or you lost your mother. You see the death of a child is like no other.
My son is gone as I live on and for me to outlive him just seems wrong. His memory in my heart remains, but as for me, I will never be the same. He will always be the missing part of me.
As the years come and go I have no new photos to show. No new memories made. After he left, it's like time stood still. Its real but it's not.
I continue to eat, sleep and breathe. In time I learned live, love and laugh again to survive. As long as I am still alive, he lives in me.
His birthday, holidays and worst of all his death anniversary sends my mind into rewind and makes me sad. God knows I miss him so bad. I long to see his blue eyes and hear his laughter.
If you have been through this, I know you understand. If you have not, then I pray you never do.
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Grieving the loss of my son Michael. Killed in auto accident in 2009. He was 21