I Can’t Go On Without You

Today I stood at your grave
My tears watering the flowers
I brought for you.

I lost my faith in God the
Day your screwed up
Ex murdered you.

He’s in a grave too, his fate
Worse than yours and
More than deserved.

Now I wander city streets
Sometimes talking to you
In my head.

I’ve gone a little crazy
From thinking about how
You’re in that grave

Just a corpse rotting away
In that cold ground and
Gone from me forever.

I have wondered why this
Terrible nightmare had to happen
To you and me.

I wish I could be dead like
You and end this misery in
My ever aching heart

I’ve thought about killing myself;
It’s too hard to go on without you,
But I haven’t the guts to do it.

My friends say time heals all wounds
But this wound will stay open
For the rest of my miserable life.

I just can’t go on without you and
I don’t want to go on in a Godless
World you’re no longer in.

Bob Boyd

Author: BobBoyd

Age 80. Cancer survivor since 3 years ago. Work out 3 times a week. Ride my exercise bike 2 hours a day. Live a solo reclusive life. Retired a year ago from working with the elderly in a nonprofit. Started writing poetry a little over a year ago; most poems I write are fictional but some are not. Spiritual with a permanent spiritual experience. Write poems on many subjects. Always researching for many of my poems and because of my unquenchable thirst for knowledge. After reading and hearing about many near death experiences and death bed visions, I believe death is the ultimate awakening and the relocation of a lifetime. You may believe differently, but you have the right to be wrong -- I'm just messing with you. :-) View all posts by BobBoyd