Widowed Without A Manual

Some of us grieve longer then others. I will not be rushed out of my love, that still inhabits my heart.

Sometime Our Body Finds A Way

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Oddly enough showing signs of flu symptoms gets me what I need. First, I pretty much get left alone and secondly its something people can understand. I know I am feeling the pains of depression. They are quite similar to a cold or flu but you can’t just take a cold tablet and feel better.

Today I got some drawing in and I was pleased with the ones I did last night. That in its self allows me to not feel too guilty for trying to ride out my depression. Unfortunatly I can’t concentrate any more to finish this tonight. Maybe I should not have tried.

It’s hard having to think for one and not two any more. No one to plan things with. No one to eat with. Sleep with. Watch t.v. with. There are so man things that we did as two. Now I’m one. 


Author: ilovecloudstoo

I live in Canada though​ I was not born here. Newfoundland is where my heart breathes. Primarily I am a visual artist, welded and or cast bronze sculptures. Sylvia Plath may have been the seed planted in me that is creating poetry. Since then I have read so many great modern poets work. Art is my sustaining business poetry sustains my soul.

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