The Loss

The loss...
The loss is too great for me to bear.
It strangles me in it's grip.
It holds me down.
It ties me to itself.
It owns my soul.
I have never known such loss.
To lose all...
All the was sacred to me...
All that I held dear...
All that I loved.
God...the loss of it all !!
Let me go!
Free me!
Give me hope...
Fill me up again.
Make me strong.
Let me learn...
From all that I have lost...
That I am and always will be...
A Survivor!

by J.A. Stroud © 1997 by author

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