Living Death Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Walking through a living death, filled with emptiness,
loss and sorrow, attempting to find a way through this
non-existence.

Finding it next to impossible, except for those who love
and care for us with all their hearts, looking out for
us, sharing, listening, being there.

Doing whatever they can to let us know that we're not
alone, sacred friendships having great meaning and love
for each of us in this life.