by Kate Demeree


There are times in life when
Words hurt more than silence
Times I can’t put the words
Together to make sense
All are a jumbled heap
Now and then
One or two floating to the top



I can’t


No more…

Let it Stop…

God help…

I can’t…

Times when inside is just
Broken pieces
Raw meat…



Author's Note: Loosing a loved one is painful.... writing lets the pain out for me

Posted on 01/03/2012
Copyright © 2021 Kate Demeree

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Ken Harnisch on 01/04/12 at 11:09 AM

We have missed your writng Kate..I am sorry it comes from such pain and hope that more tranquil and happier times follow this loss and the words you evoked to commemorate it.

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 01/05/12 at 01:46 PM

writing not only eases the pain, Dear Kate, but your writing eases ours as well. your writing is good for what ails. it never fails. never will: signed, Phil.

Posted by Lori Blair on 01/05/12 at 07:36 PM

I am so sorry for your loss..truly am. And I remember after losing my father that writing was painful but I had to do it..Hugs!

Posted by Joan Serratelli on 12/15/20 at 03:03 AM

REALLY GREAT piece- SO glad I read it- THANKS!

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