You know... the thing is...
I still miss you
I still see your face
your smile your curly hair
I still hear you arriving
at my house on your motorcycle
and remember well
how the whole family jumped up excitedly
and ran out to greet you with hugs
and smiles and declarations of love
And today... almost six year since...
I stand at a bar in a pub having a beer
and think...
who could I ring to say hi
who would I like to catch up with
and your face flashed
in my minds eye
and the empty space in my heart
throbbed
all the pain and hurt still raw
but also frustration
for it is just not possible
good bye my brother
good day my pain
you are gone
yet I remain
and that
is the legacy
of suicide
june 06
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Thanks for sharing this poem Paul. My partner and the father of my daughter also killed himself. It was four years ago last month. Its the hardest thing in the world to deal with but we try and every day is trying. I too would love to see his face or ring and say hi but as you say they are gone and we remain and that is the pain of suicide.
oh. sad.
that made me on the verge of tears.
my heart goes out to you and your family, paul.
ME TOO
THE PAIN HITS SO HARD
I THOUGHT IT WOULD GET BETTER
BUT NO
THE TEARS RUN HOT
EVEN NOW 8YRS SINCE
IT HURTS SO BAD
TODAY FOR THE VERY FIRST TIME I FEEL ANGRY
FOR YOU
I REMEMBER TOO
THE GIRLS SO HAPPY TO SEE HIM
GONE NEVER AGAIN
MY HEART ACHES
THE TEARS FLOW
BUT TO NO AVAIL
TONIGHT I CAN'T LOOK AT HIS SMILING FACE
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