Carry On

Lilmissprine · November 2013

I think the very hardest part

Is watching the world keep moving.

The days go by, the birds still sing, the sun still shines.

The whole world moves in a perfect rotation,

Doesn’t even skip

One beat.

The rest of the world must not know that

Mine ended that day.

My earth stopped spinning, and my stars stopped shining

And forming constellations of happy smiles and forms.

It’s so impossible to get out of bed.

Every single morning the sun comes up and

Demands

That the world carry on like nothing happened.

It doesn’t care that it hurts to breathe

It doesn’t care that I never got to hear her cry,

But I still dream about her voice.

It doesn’t care that she was cold, in my arms,

But I still have to see happy families on the street.

The very hardest part is that the world keeps moving.

It didn’t stop, not even for a second.

Everything happened so fast, and I’m having trouble just

Catching up.

I’m not saying the whole world has to drop everything

Just to let one person mourn…

I’m just wondering if it would be so bad

Just to slow down a little

Just a tiny bit

So I can stop running and just grab some tissues

And maybe wipe my eyes

Because it’s so hard to keep up with the rest of the world

When I can’t see where I’m going.

VyD81 · November 2013

Hugs

kz's_girlygirl · November 2013

I can definitely relate to the feelings in this piece of writing, and I hope you are able to go at your own pace and not let the bustle of every day things take away from your personal needs for healing.

schulme2 · November 2013

I love this. I think that's such a true/real feeling

Lilmissprine · November 2013

Thank you all for your kind words. It seems really hard for the world to keep on moving when we're at a stand still. We only lost our daughter 3 days ago, and we're still somewhat stunned.