Time Hangs Heavy On My Hands Comments

Wow! An extremely emotional and raw wound, a gaping chasm, open and tearfully honest, truthful, filled with your pain of loss. Feelings of a lost soul wandering this earth with no direction, still looking for a love that has been taken away so carelessly, leaving you shattered and forlorn. Wanting back what you had before, feeling the anger that has begun to come into being, wanting to strike out, but there's nothing to fight. Such a total helplessness has come through in your words, an amazing portrayal of true love disappearing from your life and the torment it has left you with, alone. What can I say, Bill, I am so very sorry for your loss, it just doesn't seem to be enough, yet BEing here for you may help a bit, I am not sure. Thank you for sharing your sorrow with us in your poem. Please keep writing about Deb, you have much more to say, I believe. Your love counts very much in the desert of grief. RoseAnn