#lovemyuncle

Will this pain ever stop?

It consumes me at times.

My uncle would not have wanted me to feel this way

I should be happy.

 It feels like a black cloud is following me everywhere.

I can’t shake it.

One of my best friends tells me to be strong,

But I can’t stand it anymore.

 Too much has happened over the last couple of years.

I have lost me.

I can’t let anyone see the pain that I am in.

It strikes deep in my heart, paralyzing me, making it hard to breathe.

 I’m so tired.

I’m not sure that I can do this anymore

So much pain.

The only family, besides my mother, who ever cared for me was taken away.

 I know that things happen for a reason

Things that are supposed to make me strong.

But how is taking my support away going to make me strong?

Or want to continue?

 I continue for my mother, my aunt and my cousins.

And I try to continue for me.

Hopefully, the pain will fade over time.

He has gone away.

He was needed

Somewhere else.

His work was finished.

 Though we understand

That he had to go;

That doesn’t stop the

Pain buried deep inside.

 I sometimes think

That he’s still here.

I’ll think that I see

Him or hear him.

 That’s the hardest part.

Turning around to

Catch a glimpse or

Hear his voice.

 And not seeing

Him anywhere.

But I could

Swear that I did.

 My head tells me

That he’s gone and

My heart tells me

That he is not.

 But I know in

My deepest of

Hearts that

He truly is.

 The pain will

Eventually fade,

But the memories

Hopefully never will.

 I keep him alive

In my heart.

Because people remembered