This poem was written on 18 December 2014, about 2.5 months after my son died. I tried to picture what God would be saying to
The poem despair I wrote in January 2015 when I was in the midst of a severe depression. I couldn’t get out of it. Wherever
© 2016 Microsoft Terms Privacy & cookies Developers English (United States) Day after day Standing amongst strangers Full of awkwardness Elevator conscious. ~~~ Eyes staring
Birth met death. Death blended in with birth. Death ripped hope out And only broken reflections Of a future remained. Time slowly moved forward
I can see myself standing at the edge of the wilderness. I can feel the wind on my cheeks as i imagine myself standing on
On 8th November 2014, about 6 weeks after my little boy died, I finally got to lay him to rest and have a memorial service.