There are no words

For the moments when it becomes

Hard to breathe, hard to think,

Hard to live


Without the memories that crowd in

Wishing with all my being

That this damn situation

Was not so.

Seems like five minutes ago

Nearly three months by the calendar.

How the H-ll can it be?


Three months since you left

And on your birthday too…

If there’s Someone out there

They have a twisted sense of humour.

I know that given time

Peace will come

I just can’t remember how much time.

It’s taken me four years to get here

With respect to Chris.


I regrettably can’t dedicate

That kind of time again.

It’ll take as long as it takes,

But I hope it comes soon.

© Shady Wilbury 10-4-2011



About Casey Bottono

I am in love with language. I write poetry and fiction in a wide variety of genres. Most recently, I have been shortlisted as a finalist in the Coalition of Texans with Disabilities' Pen2Paper contest.
This entry was posted in coping strategies, grief, happenings, loss, original-stuff, poetry. Bookmark the permalink.

I love it when you share your thoughts- so feel free.

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s