tributes to stephanie - Hello Poetry

mae kumiko

Pain

I feel it all the time, eating away at me.

It hurts my heart, breaking it down slowly.

These feelings never end, they're with me all the time, torturing me endlessly, making me regret being alive.

My heart has felt so much of it, that it has shriveled up. My heart is now a shell of what it once was.

My heart is empty, now. It became empty the moment you died, life without you feels impossible.

What is my purpose, anymore?

What is my life even worth, when all I feel is pain every single moment, of every single day?

yet another "poem" about my fiancée, she was the best part of my life. after her death i wrote many poems about her, maybe too many. but my therapist said it would be a good way to cope with things, so here it is. hope you enjoy it. i will be away for the rest of the day now, be well.

#widowed #loss #death #tragedy #suffering

mae kumiko

The End

The end may be near But that's okay.

The end may be near But it's alright.

The end may be near But it's fine.

I expected this day to come.

Not all things must come to an end, And yet, Here I am, a shadow of my former self Amongst the end of all things

In this reality, it may all be over But that's okay.

I wanted this day to come.

a "poem" if you can even call it that, that i wrote after my fiancée died. i wrote it as a suicide note because i didn't know what else to say anymore. there was nothing left to say, nothing important on my mind anymore, besides dying, that is. but it failed and i ended up in a psych ward for 9 months.

#suicide #end #inevitably #selfhate #depression

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