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Sep 3
Rips me apart knowing Helen's no longer here with me Oh god how I miss her   and It doesn't get better with the passing of
time
Some People will say that It dose maybe for them but not for me every time I close my eyes I'm constantly thinking of her all the
time
I see Helen there but can't reach out and touch her or hold her no more  but I feel her spirit around me like she's still here with
me
I still live In our house but can no longer to do anything for her like I used to that's hard for me to face that of
reality a cruel and unkind world
that we now live In and to now have to live It alone makes so. much harder
You have the pain of
grief
Inside you It not just an Imaginative pain It Its real hurts so painful all the
time you cannot break
free
Johnny walker
Written by
Johnny walker  66/M/Grantham
(66/M/Grantham)   
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