Time stops and the world seems so silent
Memories began to whisper in my ears
And tears began to fall, as the wind makes its final blows
Like a faceless ghost, hunts my dream every night
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My wife died, June 3,2015. I was in a pit of despair, the deepest pit. I began my journey out of this pit by writing a poem, Death Did Us Part. I also read Mending A Broken Heart. It's been over 31 months now. Is my heart fully mended? I'm unsure. But I feel I'm on my way, empowered by precious memories. And writing more poems helps.
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My wife died, June 3,2015. I was in a pit of despair, the deepest pit. I began my journey out of this pit by writing a poem, Death Did Us Part. I also read Mending A Broken Heart. It's been over 31 months now. Is my heart fully mended? I'm unsure. But I feel I'm on my way, empowered by precious memories. And writing more poems helps.