“Goodbye.” Those were the last words I heard from him before the phone went dead. Tears rushed down my rosy cheeks as my screams echoed in the square room. “Please, don’t leave me!” I had hoped he would have called me in the few days after the call but my hopes soon diminished.
This book is about different types of people. I get into the psychological aspects of these people and why they make certain decisions. The reader may find that some people relate to themselves thereby allowing me to get personal with my readers.
The Loss Of A Child
It’s hard to accept losing a child
Why wasn’t it me,
Life is too short as it is
I don’t agree that it's our destiny.
Each day we continue on with our daily tasks
Coping until there is a reminder
Of their birthday or first date,
Why do I ponder?
Leaning on people is not my fancy
although tormenting myself is a sin
I hope a day will come, in time,
That I can hurdle my grief from within.
When you grieve the loss of a child
It’s never in the natural order of things,
For a child to die before his/her parents
The nightmare never ends, it’s not dwindling.
As the reality of the death settles in
Intense anger at the thought,
Deep anguish that the loss is forever
God help me with the peace I have sought.
The grief may fade with time
I feel it will never end,
Lost to the grim specter of death
I lost a part of myself; I lost a friend.