We need to feel, so that we know we are alive, and we need to experience so we can grow. |
The Note I’ll make them sorry there's nothing more to say Pen and paper hands trembling Pain beyond belief sorrow beyond words An emptiness I can no longer live with… Day to day guttural despair I seem to all a faded memory A ghost to many loved by only a few And it’s like I just want them to realize need for them to feel the loss of me In my mind it’s so very simple In a moment being the next not But this decision is so hasty born of a deep sadness something my soul just cannot shake Please see my pain stop my tears Hold me close say no words Just keep my hand from completing this note - Debbie Lyn Jones - 2010 About: I wrote this during a time when there were new deaths almost daily and I wrote a companion article, entitled: "I Hurt", where I said the following: "We hold our pain unto ourselves for that moment & we grieve that second but often it turns into minutes and then hours ... And the emotions run away with us and grow .... as the hours tick off and by, unless we are... interrupted..." We need to see them, we need to understand them if we can and we need to, most of all be there for them, while they work through this anguish... |