Death & Life

Death & Life

My marriage has died, I've been cut to the bone.
That part has been removed, the rest turned to stone.

As surely as death causes us to suffer and grieve,
Lost love takes from us more than you will believe.

A part of me that I’ve had for many years,
Is now gone and has caused days of tears.

I was left torn, bleeding, and hurt, a hole in my life.
I wanted to fight, I wanted it back, I wanted my wife.

I couldn’t fix it, I tried but didn’t hold on, no matter the desire.
I couldn’t stop it or resist; my heart was thrown into the fire.

I stood and cried, I sat and wept.
I was depressed, for days I slept.

I woke up and decided, one cold, dreary morn,
To accept the loss, to drop the hurt I’d borne.

I knew I couldn’t keep going, couldn’t carry on like that.
I couldn’t watch the final count, just lying on the mat.

I knew the fight I had lost wasn’t truly the end.
My life had to come together, somehow to mend.

Joy was gone and I had forgotten how it felt.
Decades of cold and ice somehow had to melt.

I stood up, dusted myself off, I wasn’t complete,
But I could no longer accept this as my defeat.

I knew there was a future, there was hope.
I just had to find my way back up the slope.

High on the bank you stood, you were graceful.
I couldn’t believe what I saw, you were beautiful.

You turned to me, smiled, and held out your hand.
From the ravine, at the top you helped me stand.

With you by my side I walked as you led.
My past was behind me, my future ahead.

My hope and my future are bright.
You have become my shining light.

Together, the future we’ll face, our love will last.
That piece that was gone is filled and secured fast.

You are mine and I am yours, it’s you I adore,
Together we’ll find what the world has in store.

J.Q. Public 2014-11-25