About "Moving On"...
What is this, they speak of
This "moving on" thing
We sorted her stuff
Decided what all to bring
To keep, to remember her
For her legacies to be
Each day, still so
painful
Still trying to figure out me
Let alone, other people
How they "fit" in my life
While at times I still feel
Like a literal, long knife
Is still stuck in my chest
And is wiggled around
With every memory I have
Every item that's found
There have been brief moments
When the pain not as great
Since before she physically left us
Since
that memorable date
I know "moving on" is NOT just an option
It is key
To living, moving forward
And becoming the real me
Not this empty, snakeskin replica
Delicate to the slightest
touch
But the strong me, inside there
She gave me so much
Strength, to go on
To live life at it's best
In spite of that knife
That feels stuck in my chest
Let the pain
be motivation
To grow stronger each day
And moment by moment
Will be able to stay
Engaged in my life
Just existing, no more
Though some days feel like crawling
To make
it to that door
Where beyond it, my life waits
For me to catch up
I know I can get there
Am NOT giving up...
Connie R Jordan... 090518
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