The Trauma of Death

                                                                             

                                                                                            The Trauma of Death

I SAW IT!  When I looked into the eyes that had always looked at me so lovingly and kind, I saw it. You were not there. NO!!!! You cannot go Now!! Not now!!! As I tried to pull you back, my lips against yours trying to put the life back into you, I saw it. As I pressed on your chest trying my love to selfishly keep you here, I saw it. When I screamed with all of my soul and cursed God for taking you away from me, I felt it. When I thought of ending it all now and joining you, I felt it. When I kissed your forehead in the hospital for the last time, I saw it, I felt it. When I was ready to do battle with Satan or God them self to bring you back, I lived it.



Death..... I fear you no more, I have looked into your eyes and felt the emptiness of you embrace. You can put me through all the pain and suffering that you bring with your dark soul. You forgot one very important thing. She is still with me and you can never take that away!!! I must continue to see it, feel it and live it. Death you have made a powerful enemy, I will fight you until the day you come for me and then we will see who is the stronger. I have no illusions about the out come, you will one day win. Then I will look into your eyes one last time and I will see it, I will feel it and I will die.