I closed my eyes.
My tears rolled straight to the floor,
All I wanted was to feel something more.
I was torn inside.
That was all I felt now that she has died.
I wished I were dreaming,
But all I heard was the faint sound of her screaming.
I stood at her grave,
Knowing I would never see her again.
I just kept feeling this terrible pain,
I will never love again.
The pain is too intense,
If only I had more sense,
She would never have died.
I let her go to the beach that day.
She drowned and turned up on the bay.
I will never forgive myself.
It has totally affected my health.
I have a hole in my heart that will never be replaced.
The feeling I have felt
Is like torture I have faced.
I can't deal with this anymore.
I'm going down to the ocean floor,
I will never come back.
I planned my own attack.
There are NO words, NO poems, NO music, that can alleviate the pain you are going through. And I say this to all those who have lost a much loved boy or girlfriend. It will be 46 years this...
My Only Love
Published by Family Friend Poems February 2008 with permission of the Author.
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Hello Martin, I suppose one of the good things about being of the male gender, is that you can "start late." If I hadn't moved on, I would potentially have lost the chance ever to have a family. Personally, I only saw his father once or twice after Dave's death - the family similarities were just too painful - Dave's father laughed just like Dave used to laugh, and I couldn't bear it. So I moved 200 miles away in order to start a new life. It was the best thing I could have done. Maybe you should consider this? I know it could help you massively. Good luck.