Helen gave everything to this life she never received anything back only the love of her family husband daughter and sons her dear friends She gave so much to this world just by her presence being here but In return all she received nothing from this world but pain illness suffering And I'm still asking why she never deserved any of that she never complained of her pain her struggles I always remember a priest when Helen was In her wheelchair at a appointment at mental health clinic he said he didn't no why God allowed people In wheelchair and those suffering so many illnesses I think It so sad people seem be singled out to suffer In life were others never seem to get any problems at all
A priest once said he didn't know why God allowed people to suffer with illnesses end up In wheelchairs
There were times I lay broken In sorrow being left In this life all alone to the point of almost anger but with anger directed towards me for had done enough In life for her could I have done any more but as time moved on and I became to realise there nothing more could be done her pain had become unbearable and no kind pain relieve work any more so now I look at what has happened In a much different way that she was taken from me out my hand so she'd be spared of her terrible pain and know In my heart this be true from the last I saw her alive she Johnny I'm giving up I can't do this any more for Helen didn't want to suffer no more but then the bravery and to courage she displayed to us all was truly amazing so God rest her soul my beautiful girl who gave me such a wonderful life
Helen gave me wonderful live memories to cherish of so many great times God bless her soul
Does It not matter that I love you she said replying to me after I told her I'd never been and knew not our to love Through child child abuse I suffered as a kid and to replying to me In the way that she did gave a new confidence I'd never known In my life before this lady called Helen who answers my cries for help the lady who said yes to be coming my wife who changed my whole outlook on life to be married to such a beautiful wife but most Importantly her beauty that shown from within
Helen gave me a chance were other not even a glance and yes to being my wife
I know there were times I think you thought I didn't know what I was doing and half the time Helen you were probably right For I always muddled through most things In my life as I had done since I was a kid I was never given any confidence by my parents So I became quite used to Helen being mother to us all I felt safe and then she died I was completely lost and struggled to cope My strength was suddenly gone, for Helen the one we all turned and I would call her mother of all mother for that's what she was she watched over us all
Helen was my strength my rock mother to us all she gave me the confidence I'd lack all my life
funny the way we laugh but we can't stay like that some times we are rough someone's always putting a dot
i hope you get it but I think you don't, I bet I want it to be fixed I hate it, you broke us at six
tired, I'm losing my grip. i dont wanna lose you. but what can I do? **** girl, you already tripped.
and now that we're over i want you to remember the night we kissed on november wretched, I lost my lover.
an untitled poem for the person who gave me reasons to write again, and now she's giving me reasons to stop again but I've been thinking about it. The pain she gave, the more my words are becoming powerful. Oh, i need her like the poet needs pain. Untitled, x.
The poems I write are written to my wife as my personal tribute to her, I ask nobody to feel sorry for me, but only to feel sorrow for her, she was a beautiful wife In oh so many ways not just talking about looks, but from deep within a heart of gold never refused anybody help, she deserved so much more than sometimes others gave credit for
This this poem Is written and all my other poems especially for anybody who may have jost joined this site as a tributes to my late wife to keep her memories of alive as promised In life
I am a protector, I protect those I hold dear. But... I sacrifice myself for others, I have no time for myself. I lose who I am, But I protect those I love. They say that I am too Brave, Fierce, Wise, And protective. I am like a treasure map but without the X I am useless without who I really am, But I am useless without the people I care for. So I gave myself up for them.