Diary of a survivor
On a bright Saturday morning
My world darkened
I shattered into a million pieces
Being whole again seems impossible
That phone call
Took my legs from under me
I collapsed on the cold tile floor
My breath caught in my chest
I left my body
I couldn't deal
The hollowness of mourning
Had me hugging my knees
I couldn't hear myself scream in agony
I felt numb
I started rocking back and forth
While I drowned in dark waters
I stared blankly at the wall
I was in shock
I felt protective arms around me
And the floodgates opened
That May Day,
The worst day of my life,
Taught me the true meaning of loss
Its flames licked at my soul and left it in ashes
My only consolation is that
He left knowing
He left surrounded
He left loved
On that awful day
I made a promise
to soar through the pain:
Proud, is what I will make him
Grief
Broke me down,
Rebuilt me,
Made me stronger
I know no greater motivation
Than ensuring his immortality
All that I am today
I owe to him.
Pain
I've known so much of it
I've seen so much of it
But I wouldn't trade any of it
It's a part of me now
It keeps me going
It gives me perspective
It changes my worldview
Where would I be without it?
Who would I be without it?
I don’t go looking for it
It seems to find me
I try to avoid it
What a mistake!
Pain is my fuel
But, it does not show me the road
I have big shoes to fill
I’m scared
With people counting on me
Being a disappointment is
A luxury I do not have
This is what makes me tick
This is what keeps me on my toes
This is what keeps me up at night
This is what makes me cry in my pillow
I’ve thought about giving up
I’ve thought about ending it all
But I’ve realized that
Not trying at all is worse than failing
Raising my white flag is not an option
The ride will be rough
The companions will be few
The hope will be high
And the destination will be worthwhile