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Rated: E · Poetry · Death · #2107732
A poem about loss
I can't breathe, all the air has been sucked out of my lungs
My eyes can't focus, the world around me has gone a hazy shade of grey
All the life and color has been drained out of everything.
Time has stopped, the room is spinning, swirling
I can feel bile at the back of my throat, my heart feels heavy and intrusive in my chest, like it shouldn't and can't be there anymore.
Your looking at me with the same expression on your face, eyes wide, bloodshot and teary, white skin mouth slightly agape, trying to speak but no words forming on my dry UN-moving tongue as my eyes are drawn to the now burning coffin in front of us.
I'm over come with the urge to run forward to stop it all, to stand and just shout NO!
I just saw him yesterday, he was getting better, I held his hand and he squeezed it
This can't be happening
Not you
Not now
Not when I need you so much
Your smile
Your laugh
Your jokes
I can't see now because of the tears, I can't stop them
I don't want to
Everything after is a blur
I feel numb
Then I see my cousins, your son and daughter....
your supposed to be here with us
How am I supposed to go on living without you here?
I was too late to tell you that I loved you
I was too late to tell you how much our talks meant to me
I was loo late to tell you that your my hero
Now your gone
Erased from everything
I have nothing of yours, but the memories that we shared that I will always cherish
I love you
You mean the world to me
I have to go now
My Hero
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