War

This is a poem about a wife who's husband goes away to fight in the war. It's kind of expressing her feelings.

The darkest feeling, 
eating away. 
How can I face, 
another day?

Sitting and waiting, 
hoping and not. 
Wishing both ways,
But for what? 

There's letters no more, 
but also no news. 
Which conclusion, 
should I choose?

Is he now dead? 
Is he dying right now? 
The thought gives me pain, 
too much pain to allow. 

How can I live like this, 
with silence every day? 
How can I make it, 
so it isn't this way? 

How do I escape,
from these terrible thoughts, 
of him lying dead.
Or in a hospital bed.

The darkest feeling, 
eating away. 
How can I face, 
another day?

Reviews

[Elinor Williams]

You really gave us the feeling of waiting...beautifully demonstrated! Very talented!

[K. Louis]

I'm sure a lot of military wives would really connect with this. The heartache and quiet desperation is felt in this.

[SyberRose]

I could feel the dreaded feeling of emotions in your poem...the frightening reality of someone knocking on the door with bad news....you conveyed the feelings very well...Rose