broken.....

I’ve asked myself so many questions
about death and why it is so;
why do seemingly contented people
one day decide to go.........

To another plane, another life
and leave us asking why?
So many reasons, too many to count
why a loved one decides to die.

A subconscious desire to right a wrong
or maybe to begin anew;
so many things may have turned around
and they don’t know what to do.

Spirituality is being eroded
and seems incapable of repair;
unconscious decision to end this life
having days and hours to spare.

I think perhaps we have lived our time
in this shell we call our own.
Our purpose has been successful
now has reached its own milestone.

A broken heart can only last
until the cracks, spread open wide
and perhaps the voices of those we miss
are too strong from the other side.

I’m trying to make some sense of this
to help my grief begin;
to shed some light and deliverance
from this unhappy place I’m in.

I need to soothe my broken heart
a heart, sad and in decline,
So if you hear my cries of grief
Help this broken heart of mine.
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