Oct 2012
A lost child
takes you all the way
and beyond
for
no matter what others tell you
of hope
urge you to strength
you are already over the threshold
into the grey land of loss
of grief
of living death
feelings on being dragged back
from that land
joy
gratitude
happiness painful in intensity
compounded by bewilderment
resentment
at being returned to that state
where crossing that threshold
still remains
a possibility
takes you all the way
and beyond
for
no matter what others tell you
of hope
urge you to strength
you are already over the threshold
into the grey land of loss
of grief
of living death
feelings on being dragged back
from that land
joy
gratitude
happiness painful in intensity
compounded by bewilderment
resentment
at being returned to that state
where crossing that threshold
still remains
a possibility
When I was a teenager my mother gave birth to an unplanned baby (a red haired girl) who died within minutes of being born (spina bifida) it took her a very long time to "come back" from an almost zombied state
