My Human ConditionA Poem by Kristin LeeThe loss of a parent...WHY?! Why did you have to leave? After all you endured. Your absent heartbeat, Rips a gaping wound Dead center in my chest Eyes bleed rivers of tears As grief renders me useless, Broken, like a disregarded toy. Submitting to the greedy demands of sorrow It feels like there won’t be tomorrow When this is done, I’ll never be whole again. This is the type of darkness That impregnates the heart A numbing presence, Determined to savor the world As it falls apart. The tragic truth surrounding today, For the first time since I was born You’ve gone where I can not follow It is not my time to see what’s beyond, What promises are upon the morrow. There are tender moments filled with certainty Where something tells me we will meet again When the hands of time stand forever still And grief no longer breaks fragile hearts Where we are free from conditions Otherwise known to hamper the spirit; That’s the place I’ll walk with you… When my time comes. But until that saving grace lifts my weary soul Sorrow will take residence within this fractured body Because to miss your smile And to mourn the loss of all that you are Is my human condition. © 2013 Kristin LeeAuthor's Note
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9 Reviews Added on June 20, 2013 Last Updated on June 20, 2013 Tags: loss, death, grief, spirituality AuthorKristin LeePortland, ORAboutI write with a no holds barred attitude, wielding my pen like a dagger to carve tales of fiction entwined with hard and bitter truths. My work generates bold, sometimes dark and devious stories that .. more..Writing
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