Now There's Only Me Poem by david lessard

I felt the searing pain,
as I'm sure you did today,
Tears rolled down my face,
but I never looked away.
And I also wept within,
where sorrow does not show,
where the body masks the hurt,
and there is no apparent blow.
I must be a man, I thought,
and 'big boys' do not cry;
Stop those tears from flowing,
you can do it if you try.
Memories last forever,
locked securely in the mind,
speak with words of solace,
let your thoughts be kind.

'This doesn't change a thing, ' she said,
(only that my son is dead)

Many people grieved that day,
in the glare of a bright April sun,
On that day, two people were dead,
but they buried only one.

And now there's only three...
to run in and out the door...
A month ago, you left...
at that time,
there was four.

A month ago,
there were six of us...
but you wanted to be free,
And so you stopped your love...
and now, there's only me.