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My Rock, My Hard Place

A large piece of my missing puzzle

By Colleen Millsteed Published 3 years ago 2 min read
My  Rock, My Hard Place
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I grieved for you today, just check the date

I forgot for that second as I held my phone,

I can no longer call you, you no longer exist

I remember with a jolt as I realise I’m alone.

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Thirty years, I don’t want to forget a second

We battened down the bad storms together,

But now it’s up to me, I’ll pick up the pieces

I may be alone but I will master the weather.

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I never understood how much pain I’d feel

I miss your strength, your unconditional love

Your voice, your advice, your listening ear

Your effortless selflessness over and above.

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This world seems so much darker to me now

You are no longer there to brighten my day,

Didn’t matter where I was at any given time

I would just call, knowing you’d make it okay.

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I am doing fine until I remember a special date

And it crashes into me, so I can barely breathe,

The disbelief, you are missing from this world

I’ll smile, laugh, hiding my tears underneath.

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Will I ever fill that gaping hole in my chest

That place where you were nestled in deep,

I treasure our years of precious memories

Some see me laugh, others make me weep.

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I truly missed you today, my dear old friend

You were one person I could forever trust,

I‘d take off my mask, show my true colours

Knowing you’d never look at me in disgust.

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I was totally blessed on that day we first met

You took me under your wing, a total stranger,

You helped me through the pain and trauma

Lent a helping hand because I was in danger.

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It is surprisingly terrifying, my rock is no more

I’m used to being alone, that’s not a concern,

It’s no longer having you there as my backup

Remembering every day you will never return.

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About the Creator

Colleen Millsteed

My first love is poetry — it’s like a desperate need to write, to free up space in my mind, to escape the constant noise in my head. Most of the time the poems write themselves — I’m just the conduit holding the metaphorical pen.

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  • Mike Singleton 🌜 Mikeydred 🌛2 years ago

    Resending hugs and support for this

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