Grief never ends.... Grief is always changing... Grief is just a journey... Grief is not a place you never leave... Grief is not weakness.... Grief is not a lack of faith.... Grief is the most basic price

I am going to die now. You will all be much better off without me.

I am unable to make her happy. All I do is make her cry. I am a bringer of pain. I want to cry. Is it time to die? I want to make her happy. But it seems I cannot. I try to make her happy. But instead,

If only I had some rope.

Why not?

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This is my updated Introduction post.

Howdy folks. I am a Man In Pain. A bit over a month ago the boy that I raised as if he were my own son took his own life. On that day I wrote THIS poem. Since then the pain in my heart has not lessened.

I raised you as my daughter. I love you as if you are my own flesh and blood. I held you when you cried. I brushed away your tears. I picked you up when you fell. I taught you how to be a strong woman.

Without you, I am nothing. Without you, I have nothing. Without you, all the warmth in my heart escapes me. Without you, My heart becomes but a rock. Without you, my passion is extinguished like a flame