She is gone, I am still here, never before have I been filled with such fear. Missing her is just the start for I knew someday we'd have to part. This new fear I have in my rattled up head makes me wish sometimes I was the one dead. Calm and cool with nothing to fear? The way I would feel if she was still here. I don't understand why I am feeling this way I am asked what is wrong nothing I say I'm not telling lies I really don't know I can't turn my life around I'm feeling real low. Making many around me walk on eggshells, this life that I'm living is rotten it smells I'm not sure what I can do or if I'll recover, all I'm really sure of is I miss and I love her!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very slightly light hearted bereavement, shows how rhyming can make a set of words that would otherwise be very depressing through meaning, somewhat inspiring to heal and move on!