Without Him Here

Sitting at my window, watching the clouds pass by,
I smile on the outside...while my insides only cry
Walking down the street, my head hangs in despair 
Wandering...Seeking...For a soul to care
 
There is a demon I have, I face it everyday,
A monster, Killing my spirit, as my soul withers away
Then suddenly...as I am ready to cave,
I face on that day, my little boys grave
 
Saddened and lost without him here,
That day is remembered...I held him so near
As the tears fall, and my insides turn,
My heart is needing relief from this burn
I sit talking to him, fighting despair,
Wishing so badly, he could only be here
 
Then I kneel down to kiss his grave,
This inner peace for so long I have craved
It came in an instant, a moment we share
With the warmth of his spirit I feel everywhere!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Ryerson Avatar
July 17, 2013 at 6:35 AM
This is heartbreaking and oh so beautiful at the same time...I can identify so well as I lost my son in 2001 at the hands of a drunk driver just after he turned 21...Just like you do now, I visited his grave nearly every day but hardly go there any more because it is too painful...I think there are certain stages one goes through in the grieving process and visiting the grave is often one of the first...Thanks for sharing this and welcome to Poetry Soup! - Tim
Ferry Avatar
July 17, 2013 at 12:01 AM
you handle your great loss with dignity.
A  Avatar
July 16, 2013 at 11:06 PM
you write from your emotions. a very deep, poem. Sad, and moving in every way... SKAT
Surface Avatar
July 16, 2013 at 11:57 PM
Thank you kindly!! X
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