I Can’t Live If Living Is Without You
The Cold Hard Truth
It seems like the whole ordeal of waiting and watching
Was a dream or a TV program that I sat there watching
And, although it was I who saw you there, cold and lifeless
My mind still tries to tell me you’ll be coming home
How can it be that reality has no place here
I always relied on it before
And yes, I know you are no longer on this earth
But my mind still tells me you’ll soon be home
With cold rationality, I realize with certainty
The ending to your days has come and gone
Yet still I think of you in another space
And that soon you’ll be coming home
What is this cruel duplicity devoid of all reason
That makes me forget and yet know the truth simultaneously
The feeling that you are just a room away
Yet you’re never coming home.
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Wow. This is very profound. Thank you for writing this.
I wrote it a few months after my husband death.
@eden67 I assumed that’s about when you wrote it.
What an emotive piece of writing. The real battle to accept the unacceptable. 💔💔💔
It takes time it just doesn’t see like it should be.
Life is unexplainable and cruel 💔
That is certainly true.
The inevitable happens to each and every one of us but that knowledge never ever helps the one who is left behind. 💞
Very engaging and beautifully written. Your writing is very, what is the right word… inspiring and refreshing. Is there one word for that?
I call it being raw and real
I find writing helps me
Well done, and I know the feeling.
I’m so sorry for your loss it’s a feeling nobody should have to go through but where there’s life unfortunately there’s death.
I hope you’re doing as well as you can.
Yes, doing okay finding each day is different. Still a bit sad, it hits random just little things or actions.
I do understand