13 Feb 2013


United States
27° 58' 16.194" N, 82° 41' 48.9876" W

Here I am, three years later
and so much has changed;
except for the hole in my heart.
What was once a searing and excruciating pain,
is now a constant dull ache.
Never going away,
never giving relief,
sometimes contracting just to remind me that you're
Like I could ever forget.
I can still taste the metallic sickness in my mouth.
I can still hear the senseless murmur and stunned questions.
I can still feel our mother's arms around me,
praying that it wasn't true.
It's just a mistake,
it's just a joke.
Please let it be a mistake.
Someone else's son,
But it wasn't someone else.
It was you.
You were so young.
You were a part of me.
This pain will never end.
Not as long as I have to live knowing that you missed out
on so much.


Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.


If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741