Last Commented Loss / Death Poems (1,049)

Time moves swiftly while we are consumed with wanting the hours and minutes to pause giving us what we can't have the past to make right
I know I am like a broken record or a cd skipping ever so annoyingly but if I knew then what I know now I would change everything and never would I fight
I would laugh at every joke and make a better lunch
I would try not to argue and make sure the french fries had crunch
there is no question of what I would give
to have one day where you could again live
to hear your voice and see you smile
to get to hold you for awhile
I long to smell your skin
I want to see my friend
I wish this nightmare could end
Jesse I am trying
I am so tired of crying
Each day I pray
help me make it through the day
out of this misery comes light and grace
because I see my daughters face
she reminds me of what I need to be
and just what he means to me
I am tired of faking a smile
I think it's time to float for a while
see where the current takes us next
stop taking everything everything out of context
drift with the breeze
listen to the wind through the trees
find peace quietly deep inside
appreciate the ride
the moment I lost you something broke inside
I cannot count the tears I have cried
there is no recovering from heart break
I don't know how much more loss I can take
so I am holding on tight to what I have
the little girl with the big blue eye's
and now that little girl knows that
everyone dies
a sad thing for a innocent to realize
It is my duty to keep her well
and keep her out of my living hell
so we speak of silence
and spring and sweets
we speak of summer and little bo peep
we live in the moment and take charge of
our lives
after all what else is our choice
I guess it's live or let die
I like to pretend I am alright
but I still can't sleep well at night
I will always miss you
you are a part of me with a love
that was always true
from me to you
jesse,sierra,and mckenzie mae
and that is how it will always stay

Lost and bleeding
A man is screeming
An old women weeping
No birds are singing
A smoke cloud shadows the sun

Surounded by machines
and heartless souls
Takin, befor his life began
The young boy stands with his gun
Killing his own, not knowing what his done

Seperating the good, from the living
What happend to love and giving
Fear and pain, no body is the same
Just another of lifes worthless games
Taking over, what cant be right
Why do people love to fight

So watch them fall
Lose it all
Leave them to rot
becuase they are selfishly hated
blacks always, traded

It's the day you fear most
followed by a life of chasing a ghost
Life is suddenly so different looking in the
mirror from the other side of the glass
I feel like I've been falling forever and the
sensation does not pass
I am a stranger to the girl I once was I don't
even know her anymore
my heart is so broken and my mind is at war
I face each day with all the strength that I have
people they tell me it will be alright
still I cry myself to sleep at night
I have to believe that he is watching down on us
and that he can still see
I hope that he knows that he was my world and that
he is proud of me
I look at my daughter and I see him and this some how
brings some peace
but days are hard and this pain is hard to ease
I treasure each moment that we two have shared
for the loss of my love I was not prepared
what I have to hold onto our daughter and the memories
and hearing the wind blow through the trees
I wish I could say time has made it easier to let you go
but is easy is a word and the feeling I do not know
I miss you my jesse, my love and my friend
a love like we share is so beautiful and has no end
so I watch our daughter grow and tell her about her dad
I spend my days being thankful for the life that we had

MY DEAR SWEET SISTER ANNETTE,I WISH THAT YOU WERE STILL HERE WITH ME. BUT I GUESS ACCORDING TO JESUS.IT JUST WASN'T MENT TO BE. EVERY DAY I MISS YOU MORE AND MORE,AND TEARS FALL FROM MY EYES. HOPING THAT YOU ARE WATCHING OVER ME.IN THE BEAUTIFUL BLUE SKIES. GOD KNEW WHAT YOU NEEDED .MUCH MORE THAN I EVER DID. YOU WERE A TRUE WONDERFUL BLESSING.MY SWEET SISTER,MY FREIND . IN THIS BIG CRUEL WORLD ,YOU FELT THAT YOU HAD TO BE TUFF. BUT JESUS TOOK YOUR HAND AND SAID NO,ENOUGH IS ENOUGH. SO ALWAYS REMEMBER THAT YOUR BIG SISTER LOVED YOU. BECAUSE I WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER THAT YOU LOVED ME TOO. ANNETTE KAYE TURNER VAUGHN 1963-2009

Lost in the night,
looking to hide,
where? oh where can I hide?

Is it safe here?
will I be found?
will anyone look?

Am I lost?
Am I found?

I was a kid when I turned on the television.
Seen sparklies, songs, and was amazed with a dancing decision.
Use to sing along, and wear that red jacket.
Use to try to get my mom to buy me the glove, instead I got a magnet.
Stuck it to the fridge, and as time grew.
So did I, but I just knew.
Some day I was going to forget all the positive stuff.
Some day I was going to think to myself, I've had enough.
Those days came and gone.
Till one day you sang one certain song.
Today I watched the passing of a great entertainer.
Today I lived the blessing of a great person of human nature.

There will always be people that are selfish.
There will always be people that are devilish.
There are people who can't find a positive thing to say.
There are people who would rather provide hate to each day.

But there even more that you have inspired.
There are many that will remember you, an your history will be desired.
You came out with many ways to help people.
Even though some have lost track of this, an now they tingle.
Tingling from watching a life that is not lost.
But from remembering a life that now energizes you like NOS.

Sure I can say I forgot how to look at myself in the mirrior.
Sure I can admit sometimes that brings fear.
But as you stated in one particular song that inspired me to change.
That song will always be embedded in my brain.
Many others probally have their favorite songs, or memories as well.
Today is the day that the heavens fell.
To provide you steps for a easy moon walk.
For myself learned a long time ago, and this is more then just a talk.

My birthday was today, but today I watched something on TV.
I watched your ceramony on channel 23.
Today a human was not lost.
But today great music was lost at a great cost.
From the Jackson Five, to a solo artist.
Thank you MJ for allowing us to be a part of this.
A part of the memories, the songs, the tribute.
Thankyou for sharing your life with us from the debute.

The angel girl of my selfish youth, now lays and waits to die
The only truth that I can believe, is truth to be a lie
My days are filled with absent thoughts' my nights are filled with tears
This fight she's told she can not win, the sum of all my fears
Our fights seem all so pointless now, regret is just a word
My soul has lost the sweetest song, my heart has ever heard
Her beauty is now hidden, by sickness, weariness and pain
Though my heart sees better than my eyes, the beauty still remains

We lost a friend with a heart of gold.
Who was more precious to us than
wealth,riches or gold..
Without a farewell you fell asleep,
With only memories of us to keep.
We have lost, but god had gained,
one of the best friends this world contained.
We didn't want to give you up it was the hardest part of all
but we knew at the time it was God's call.
You did so many things for us,
Your heart was kind and true
And when we needed someone We knew we could always call on you.
We will go on and it will be hard,
Because we are at peace now Because your with God.
Love will "forever" be in our hearts for you.

I lie awake in my bed.
It keeps running through my head.
I can't believe you are dead, you are gone.
This feels oh so wrong.
I can't believe I won't see your smile, hear your laugh, see your eyes.
It makes me really want to cry.
You left us here all alone,
Making our warm hearts turn to cold.
You said you loved us, you said you cared, if you did then you still be here.
You swim through the ocean, soar through the breeze, you are what surrounds us, at least that’s what I believe.
You were many things to all of us.
What went wrong?
What went through your head?
What pushed you to the limit?
I think about it every waking minute.
The questions will never be answered, never go unsaid, all because you are dead.
All we feel now is loss, sorrow, pain, anger, guilt, sadness, very little happiness;
I am surprised we haven't hit madness.
Help us live, help us love, help us move on, help us be one.

The seven year old boy wears his Sunday best this day.
His porcelain face is flawless,
and his complexion rosy- a work of art.
His neatly pressed clothes perfectly fit,
and adorn him handsomely.
Yet, the mannequin body is inanimate,
as it rests in a small grey casket.