Beyond Our Universe

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  • Emptiness

    Feeling a sense of loss

    I cannot explain

    The tears running down my eyes

    Feeling alone and scared

    For something mystical I can’t explain

    The emptiness in my heart

    Why did I not the truth

    Lies on lies

    I cry myself to sleep

    I pretend I don’t care but I do

    Where do I belong?

    No where

    My home is emptiness even though it’s full of stuff

    My tears are my anger running down my face

    I am sad and now I am angry

    I am deceived by people I thought were family, but they are not

    Lies, lies and lies

    The end

    Poem by me Avril

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  • This poem is about my husband and my best friend

    I never asked to be like this

    I was born differently

    My thoughts and feelings never mattered

    I was alone every day

    No one spoke to me

    My words never heard

    Now today I am alone again

    And now am making friends in a weird circumstance

    My husband gone and nothing is the same

    I challenge myself to leave my house

    My love for him remains the same and no one will take his place

    Love never dies

    My house is not the same

    The smell of wood and his cooking I miss

    Him playing Fallout 76 and killing everything in site

    No more sound but the silence

    It’s not the same without him

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  • My Family

    Daily writing prompt
    What sacrifices have you made in life?
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    My husband make me laugh, cry, and so much more. When he got sick. I said I will look after you and do everything I can to make you comfortable. I did just that when he got sick. I wheeled him to his doctor appoints. Took a bus which he hated. I was always with him, unless he made me angry then my kids took him. Most of the time it was me. He was cranky, but my love always gave in. He needed a lot of rubs and hugs which I gave him. He protected me and I protected him. I would cheer him up, and try to make him smile. I never asked for anything. He told me he wanted to die, and I said it is okay to go. The pain and frustrations of not feeling my skin make me cry. But I always told him touching and holding you meant more to me than anything else. Letting him go was the hardest time for me, but him being in constant pain and suffering was not a life . His heart was weak, so I did what I had to do.

    Now I have to look after my family. My kids are my life. Our home is ours, and that is my gift to them. They need me and I will do what it takes for them to be happy. That is what my family never did for me. I did not want to be like my mom and dad. My life is to protect my kids who are now adults and make sure they have what they need. A home of their own, and pets who they can love and cherish. Cats are their favorite. So we have two. Life for me is making sure they are happy and that I am here for them. It is hard growing old, but I have been tough and fighter to move on. When you live for others you don’t thing about the pain and sorrow you feel in your heart, but my love for them. Is what I have to live for.

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