Anguished Widower

Losing the one and only thing that keeps you sane and on your feet.

Anguished Widower

He paced the floor,
“How can this be?”
Tugs hair,
grinds teeth.
Sobs,
“She can’t be gone.”
Slides down the wall,
sits in the nearest corner.
Nausea builds,
clutches his knees.
Weeps silently,
begs for closure.
Rocks back and forth,
sweating like a pig.
Tears rolled,
as acceptance,
finally crashed.

Written By: Sara Lynn

Author's Note

Blessings go out to all those who lost their lovers.

Reviews

[Amber Lily]

So little said and yet it strikes the heart deep. You really get the feelings the character is going through. Great job :)

[Sara Lynn]

thank you!

[Philip Muls]

I can feel his anguish, it rings close to home. Well done.

[Sara Lynn]

I have more if you look on my profile.

[Philip Muls]

I will do so. Could you read my first piece...I d appreciate it.

[Sara Lynn]

Ok I sure can