MY BROKEN HEART AND SORROW IS MINE
FOR MY HUSBAND- FOR THE LOVE WE HAD
My sadness is mine,
It’s all consuming.
My sadness is real.
I will not apologize for it
or make excuses.
I am not here to entertain people,
or ask for your sympathy
If you can not tolerate my sorrow,
there is nothing I could do about it.
I will grieve for as long as
and in any way that I need.
What I do is right for ME!
Whether I choose to come out tomorrow or stay away forever,
It’s my way to heal.
It’s my choice, not yours!
I don’t act this way to hurt others.
I have no choice, all my energy,
my heart and soul have gone with him.
What you see is a hollow shell.
Give me the time I need .
Just understand that I will be stronger for it.
To push me is to drive me away.
What I do I must do for me to survive.
This poem came from a lady who lost her husband a few months ago. With permission I copied it from For Widows Only MSN.co,