No tomorrow…
when your body is full of darkness
in your head is no more light
when all the brightness is gone
and all joy vanished
what’s left?
when no words can relief the pain
no friend can share your sorrow
when your mind stops hoping for tomorrow
and tomorrow is even worse than yesterday
where is the place I can rest?
the time I can stop passing by?
where is the hope that gives better tomorrows?
where is my body that does’t hurt that much?
what’s left when illness is getting stronger
you weaker each and every day?
what’s left when you don’t know how to stop the life you have.
Posted in: daily life, poetry
…thinking of you Marta…
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Thanks Monika. Means a lot.
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Wat intens verdrietig.. Ik denk vaak aan je.
Dikke knuf,
Klaske
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Dank je wel lieverd! Dank je.
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Lieve Marta,
Er zijn zelfs geen woorden over die je kunnen troosten, hoe graag ik dat ook wil doen.
Dikke knuffel,
Nadine
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Je bent er voor me… altijd. I know.
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