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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?
Copyright ©
Kathleen Hassall
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