when we lost
our son
we lost
each other
~
we were shells
empty
hurting
voids
~
different ways
of grieving
disconnected
us
~
our raw pain
forced unrealistic
expectations
upon ourselves
~
feeling
emotionally abandoned
unable to help
heal
~
I’m sorry
I let you down
when you needed
me
~
I’m learning
to forgive
myself
~
~
Being Maybe 
Reblogged this on Geo Sans and commented:
day nineteen ~ my national poetry month website
touched! i can feel the pain in this poem.
thankfully
~
writing
has helped put
most of it behind
me
Wow, this one really is from the heart, thank you for sharing it.
thank you
~
for reading
and sharing your voice
Loss and stress can cause so much isolation. But I feel we sometimes need to grieve within ourselves in our own way. And then maybe we can grieve with others. My parents had this issue too. My Mum busied herself, and my Dad went on long walks and day trips to look at the sea. Probably wasn’t a lot of help to her, but he needed to sort his head out. His head wasn’t her head, and two people can’t always be a perfect ‘one’ all of the time. It’s an excellent subject to share Geo, I’m sure this is a very common problem. 🙂
thanks suzy
~
always open
always learning
~
we’re
all
different