Kathleen Hassall Poet Free verse

Black Hole

Yesterday was two weeks
Two weeks since my son
was pronounced brain dead

How am I alive?
how have I worked this week?
how has the black hole of grief
inside me not taken over completely?

I have driven, I have operated the stove,
I have functioned adequately at work
but there are times that time seems to stop
and I go to a place in my mind where
the pain is so big and raw and all encompasing 
it feels like I stop being..............

So has two weeks gone by?

How am I here?

How do I live on?

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Line Gauthier August 18, 2025 at 8:48 PM Hugs xx

Unseeking Seeker May 31, 2025 at 8:51 AM So painful and tragic. God alone can provide the strength to cope with such terrible darkness. Kathleen Hassall May 31, 2025 at 4:49 PM True, I do know God and he is holding me close. I am truly living day by day.

Kim Rodrigues May 31, 2025 at 8:04 AM To lose a child or a spouse is the worst. Time moves on…like you said, we don’t know how. Be kind to yourself. I know the “fog” (((hug))) Lost my mom 4 years ago. The silence is deafening. I did write things down and also texts & msgs. I can then remember how far I’ve come. Write down dreams and whatever else. Your grief is your own. Let no one tell you how long it lasts. Hope you find solace - prayers Kathleen Hassall May 31, 2025 at 4:51 PM Thank you Kim. I am still somewhat numb but the pain sometimes takes my breath away. I appreciate any and all prayers. They are truly holding me up.