Greatest Loss

Greatest Loss
For me my pain is quite simple
I lost a loved one before my first pimple
We argued about her potential pregnancy
Hours later, she took her life in front of me
Every morning I awaken, I see the blood
I scream, I cry, I feel like mud
I cannot help but hate myself
But I need to put my blame on a shelf
I need to get on with my life, this I know
For if I don’t, I surely will never grow
Though my heart aches every morning and night
Her smile will always be in my mind and my hearts sight
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Whitlock-Ishway Avatar
January 3, 2011 at 8:53 PM
Oh my Nick, I am terribly sorry for your pain. This is an enormous burden to carry alone. Thank you for sharing and please continue to write. I find this to be the greatest release. Share the memories of her; good, bad, happy, and sad. As you share little by little the load will get lighter. We're here and we hear you... Lay
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January 3, 2011 at 4:12 PM
If this is based on a life happening to you, I feel your pain..That would be a hard thing to put aside..If life happening, I hope that you got professional counseling..There are many people out there that have experienced this sort of happening in their life..I had a cousin who committed suicide when she was 19 or 20 years old..I still remember things that happened around the event...Sara
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