A Hole Dug Deeper

Well, I wrote this about a year ago. Literally, I hadn't touched it until about a month ago, and now I am posting it on my blog. So, here we go...

A Hole Dug Deeper~Savanna Brette Reich~11.13.12

death and divorce
both ugly, and broken,
rip the heart apart

death is one pain
its long  ...  deep
with   empty   spaces
But, you know,
reunion will come.
And, when it does,
the pain is gone

Until then, it is there...lingering
like someone dug a hole
in your heart
with a shovel.

Only time can fill the hole
never completely, 
always slowly

death and divorce,
both ugly, and broken,
rip your heart apart.

Divorce is many pains,
The first shovel in your hole
then all calms down,
into a "normal" rhythm,
the hole still there.

BUT, you see him,
your father, husband, brother,son.
You remember him leaving
nothing holding him back.
You are the nothing.
The hole gets bigger, another shovelful.

With time, the hole shrinks until
he digs again.
He found something, 
forget about us,
We are NOTHING.
We used to be something.

His happiness was once our happiness.
Its gone.
Another shovelful.
The hole dug deeper, never healing.
Although, time passes...

Trying to find normal,
it's gone.
Your heart has a hole.
Never knowing when that time comes,
there isn't a reunion.

He chose it. 
He chose death over you, us, me.
Over living with us.

There is a hole in my heart,
is there one in his?
I hope,
but know it can never be.

I hold on, faith, family
they carry me through
know
all will be as it should.

but

death and divorce,
both ugly, and broken, 
rip my heart apart.