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Posted: Saturday, January 26, 2019 11:14 AM
Joined: 12/4/2011
Posts: 21243

Don’t Ask If I’m, Okay 

Don’t ask me how I’m doing

Don’t ask if I’m okay

Don’t say they’re in a better place

As you won’t like what I say

No...Time is not a healer

And this in not God’s will

If he knew how much I’ve really lost

They would be right here still

I won’t try to be positive

And this wasn’t for the best

My heart is broken in pieces

And it hurts deep in my chest

Don’t say at least they are out of pain

Well I’m not and MAY NEVER BE

Their pain is gone, but mine is still here

It’s been passed to me

Don’t tell me you know how I feel

Even though it may be true.

This grief in MINE,

For what length of time…

I takes me to get through

Toni Kane

Posted: Monday, January 28, 2019 7:18 AM
Joined: 5/14/2018
Posts: 256

Thank you for sharing this jfkoc, this is exactly how I feel.
Posted: Tuesday, January 29, 2019 12:11 AM
Joined: 2/3/2018
Posts: 100

Thank you. Me too.
Last Dance
Posted: Tuesday, January 29, 2019 9:11 AM
Joined: 5/2/2013
Posts: 475

Thank you jokfc this really says it all except I would add 1 thing don't ask if  I am  OK

 if you really don't want to hear my answer.

Posted: Friday, February 8, 2019 8:02 PM
Joined: 12/18/2011
Posts: 14658

Thanks for posting this, Judith.  I feel the same way - I don't think the pain or grief will ever go away.  Part of me is gone.
Posted: Monday, January 18, 2021 6:30 PM
Joined: 7/8/2018
Posts: 39

jfkoc, just read the poem you posted. I lost my DH a month ago and the pain is unbearable, I feel that only half of my being is alive.

I would add -

Don’t tell me that I’m strong

When my smile is a silent grief



Posted: Saturday, February 6, 2021 1:30 PM
Joined: 3/2/2020
Posts: 160


This poem is so perfect I just started to cry. It is so completely true.   I think about my father and just can't stop missing him and feeling so angry at what he was put through by the medical profession here.,  He's gone 15 years but for me it might as well be yesterday. It rips out your heart, and leaves you sad and empty. 

Posted: Sunday, February 7, 2021 6:46 AM
Joined: 6/28/2014
Posts: 11

Thank you for this poem.  My mother died 3 mo ago and the pain in my chest is real and heavy. Silent grief is even more difficult right now.  I find true friendship in the people who call and actually listen to me. They don't just call to talk about themselves. They don't just think that my grief is my burden to bear, but something we can share.