Upon The Death Of Your Child
In a split second, life has changed forever.
So many unanswered questions, of why and if.
Is this really happening?
When will I awake from this dream, this nightmare?
Loss emerge's from deep within.
A depth that goes way beyond the heart.
Death, taking with it, your soul, your will.
A sadness and pain, compared to no other.
The body automatically goes through the motions.
Yet, the mind is lost in a private world.
A place where no one else exist's.
Endless days and nights, of secretly hidden tears.
Always trying to be the strong one.
Holding every one else together, while your falling apart.
Though I wear a smile, my broken heart sob's.
Feelings, only understood by experience.
Upon the death of your child.
Copyright © Elizabeth Ann Bushey | Year Posted 2005
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