Why

On losing a child to suicide.

I lost my son the other day.

Not the kind that makes you check the Lost and Found.

The kind that leaves you broken in every way,

and standing by a patch of new turned ground.

 

How could he have so rashly thrown aside

a life that others sacrificed to give?

With no restrictions offered or implied,

all that was required was just to live.

 

Now the fist of grief holds my soul within.

"Incomplete!" my heart cries out to me.

No longer am I comfortable in my skin.

I can't imagine that I'll ever be.

 

Cruelly the world continues on to spin,

the days falling like leaves from tree to earth.

I feel as if I never more will win,

for living has lost all its former worth.

 

Words are not capable to describe

with accuracy the way I truly feel.

If you say you understand, you simply lied.

And hopefully of this you always will.

Reviews

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"cruelly the earth continues to spin"
Very beautiful and emotive and the ending so accurate when you loose someone no words are enough to describe the pain.