May 26, 1995
by Mrs K
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Another day, another death another name printed unfeelingly in the obituary column no big deal except this time it’s my Grandad did you hear me? My Grandad not someone else’s but mine Oh? He’s dead? To be expected I … Continue reading
May 26, 1995
by Mrs K
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I am dying nothing matters anymore I am drifting I have no aim no ambition no direction life – love – death all are wonderful and all hurt like hell Tediously I trudge on afraid of loving afraid not … Continue reading
February 15, 1994
by Mrs K
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Can’t he see? He’s held my hand stroked me tenderly kissed my lips in a fleeting moment and cared for me in such a beautiful way and still he doesn’t see? Can’t he see how much I want and need … Continue reading
January 17, 1994
by Mrs K
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The knowing it is over never again to watch him smile or hear him say “ahh, you’re a great girl” he cried as he said goodbye Did he feel it too? The pain of finality? The wonder of life, love … Continue reading
December 7, 1993
by Mrs K
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The wind rustles the leaves the tree sways gently behind me the full moon looks down with pride at the perfectness of the world as the waves lap at my feet the clouds float across the darkened sky I am … Continue reading
December 5, 1993
by Mrs K
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As the happiness drains out of the body a dead corpse is left just sitting there an empty shell full of loneliness the once smiling face now sad and closed the body portraying a message “leave me alone” the need … Continue reading
November 26, 1993
by Mrs K
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Content in it’s little nest cradled away from harm it is a stranger to hurt and other human feelings I need it to make a noise and let his voice break through to bring me happiness and joy all it … Continue reading
November 26, 1993
by Mrs K
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We walk side by side and I feel his presence close by me and yet he’s miles away his eyes watch me for a moment mine watch for eternity I feel his body so warm but also so very cold … Continue reading
November 24, 1993
by Mrs K
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The terrible feeling of helplessness uncertainty disappointment wishing and hoping he’ll call feeling oh-so-alone each second feels so long each minute like an hour a rising tide of sickness the wanting and needing grows so strong just to hear his … Continue reading
November 24, 1993
by Mrs K
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The rain falls hard and fast mixing with the tears streaming down my face my hair is plastered against my cheek and my shirt sticks to my body saturated with anger, helplessness, tears and rain The sobs are gentle … Continue reading