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Grief Poems Writings & Songs on Loss of Child: Feel Free to Share Yours

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Grief is colour.

Grey, covers everything whilst your mind is clouded with shock.

Flashes of red, throbbing pain, and anger at what has happened.

Black, all consuming, swallowing up the light,

Smothering, choking,enveloping.

White is the nothingness, empty, devoid of feelings.

 Apathy, hopelessness, existing.

Blue is the beginning of recovery a new beginning.

Yellow is the sunrise and sunset,

Seeing a hope for the future. 

 

Blue is the beginning of recovery

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After thinking more about it I expanded this poem so here is the final piece.

Grief is coloured. 

Grey, covers everything like a thick mist.

Your mind is clouded with shock and disbelief.

Flashes of red, throbbing pain

And anger at what has happened

All consuming black, swallowing up the light,

Smothering, choking, enveloping.

White is the nothingness, empty

Devoid of feeling, uncaring.

Apathy, hopelessness ,existing not living.

Purple is the colour of my soul

Beaten, bruised and battered.

Showing the wounds I have had inflicted upon me.

Orange is the true colour of Tommy's hair.

Flaming, vibrant, eye catching.

The colour of my family's love is pink

Warm, and soft 

Wrapped around me like a tightly furled rosebud.

Blue is the start of recovery

A new beginning.

Yellow is the sunrise and sunset

Seeing light and hope for the future.

I have survived another day..........

 

To my eldest son Tommy I love you more than words can say and miss you with every breath I take. xxxx

 

 

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thank you. I have only recently been able to write down my thoughts, poems and observations, before i was too closed up and afraid to let them go because of the emotions they release.

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Laurie that quote is so true. I want to learn to be a happier person, to find joy every day when life is just difficult to cope with not just grief, to be able to smile through problems and to enjoy being alive instead of just existing. I have sufferered with bad depression before my Tommy was killed but that increased exponentially along with anxiety. I read about people who just love life and i would love to know their secret. I try to enjoy simple things, a good cup of coffee, a message from a friend, a beautiful sunset, a stunning flower etc and try to make my mind peaceful but there is something missing.

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Devianz   

Dodge Ball

The unannounced tragedy struck
Now a swift and silent menace
Which stalks my every intention
Throws dodge balls at my anxiety
Hoping for a direct hit
The target painted on my wounded heart
While the panic sets in
Fluttering in my stomach
Swallowed hard in an attempt to push
Ends up in my trembling hands
That I use to pry the words
From deep within my silent cries
Cries that echo in my lungs
Lungs that can't find my breath
In the darkness from where
My nightmares rise
Those unannounced unwelcome blows
I cannot blink away with the tears

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Devianz   

Groves of Sorrow

I never noticed the sound that tree branches made when they bent in the wind,
Until I was listening for your soft sweet whistle and words that never came
I had never felt the warm sun on my eyelashes in the summer afternoon,
Until I was standing out there, eyes tightly shut, trying to wish you into being
I never noticed that the birds’ songs were all alarms and not greetings
Until they made me cry

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Devianz   

Ticking Time

I would give you back the long sleepless nights
Where I paced the floor in worry
The hours of panicked pleading phone calls
Hoping that he could answer
To wind back the covers of your steel trap bed
Un-silence the treasure that lays within
The unmoving arms of ticking seconds
I am stunned by the cruelty of moment
As each and every minute known
Painfully pushes me closer to a limit
Tightly wound and ready to break
You stole those nimble hands
From the womb in my heart
Where he could have put it back together
Inside the case, who’s face lies empty
Bleeding gears and jewels lay scattered
Senselessly pried out by a knife
Never again being able to hold him
To put my ear against his chest
And hear his loudly ticking future

~mks 02/17/2017

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Devianz sometimes poetry or journalling can be the best way to be able to say the words or voice the emotions when your body cannot because the breath is stolen from your lungs and your heart is in so much pain. keep writing your words are heard.

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Allen B   

To all of us heart broken Dad's, I found this on the web. But it rings so true for all of us that have lost.

An Eternal Memory.jpg

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Allen B   

Life Without You

 

Life without you, now that you are gone, has my heart forever scorned,

So much life, dreams and wishes that will be no more, I ask why, oh why God, to no adjoin,

You were a light that everyone could see, but life without you, there is nothing left of me.

Nothing can take the pain away except the memories of you

Each day the pain I share because you were taken away too soon,

Days without a Son, that was so happy and true, now will always be days of mourning until I pass on to

Just over six weeks has passed now since you were called home

But My Love for you Son, will always be there for now and evermore.

Sixteen years I loved you and was so happy to be your Dad,

Those were the best time in my life that I ever had

A Son’s Love is priceless worth more than money and gems

But I will never hear you say I love you to me ever again

Knowing we will meet again in heaven with skies a blue

Has me looking forward to that day too

 

For my Son, Steven

3 December 2000- 28 January 2017

 

 

Written by Allen B.

 

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Thank you Allen B. for your post. I thank you for sharing about your precious son, Steven. If you wish, you can post in the Loss of an Adult Child section, there are some dads that post. The two main persons who moderate the thread have been there a long time.

Sending gentle thoughts.

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Jwcook73   

Barely got to know your name

Hardly got to hold you in my arms

Always find myself to blame 

I couldn't keep you from harm

I want you to know you're in my heart 

You are forever on my mind

I pray our souls never part

This pain will heal on time

Oh little one I'm haunted by your memory

Haunted by what will never be

They say it's better to have loved and lost

But little one why at such a cost

All the laughter that I'll never hear

And the smiles that I will never see

Will be forever shared between you and me

Oh little one I'm haunted by your memory

Haunted by what will never be

They say it's better to have loved and lost

But little one why at such a cost

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I feel scared

Sometimes I don't know exactly where you are.

I look up to the sky

And hope you are ok

Flying free and without limits

Swooping and gliding

Laughing the laugh that is so infectious

Your bright red hair gleaming in the sun

Blue eyes smiling.

You left us so suddenly

Without any warning

A hero in every sense of the word

You saved Patrick

he has another chance of life

Unlike you my precious son.

 

Why you and not him?
I don't understand .

Why was your life worth less?

Your future snatched away

All your dreams and hopes

All the potential you had inside

I want to scream

All that rage and pain

Locked up inside of me

The overwhelming sadness

The endless flow of tears

From my broken heart

My very being is broken

because you are not here

I have four children

Each unique and special

Equally loved

With every fibre of my being.

Now there is a space

That can never be filled by anyone else.

A hole in family photos.

A forever missing presence

In all of our lives.

I don't know how

To fill that aching void

I miss you

I need you back

But I know that can never be.

Fly free in peace and joy son.

I will see you again

When it's my time

And you will be there 

Waiting for me

Arms outstretched

For that hug

that has been so long in coming.

I look forward to that day eagerly.

But first I have to do

Whatever I have been left here to do

On this earth.

Please guide me

Watch over us all

Help me to be ok without you for now

I love you, Tommy

xxxxx

 

 

 

 

 

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