How Death Changes Everything - Real Life Poem about Death of my Nephew
Less than a month
A month away from a year
A dark anniversary
A year of shock
And stifling grief.
Time lost, surreal
With daily reminders
And the thick void
That suffocates--
And life just goes on.
Have to keep moving
And we do
Sure we have
We all DO
But it’s coming back—
Mikael's Door to Heaven
Oh, God, no--
Clock-stopping moments
Of the past resurface.
A blurry phone call,
A dog—a little boy led away.
Rushing in—panic—
Cries, screams,
And too much water.
Why, why, why?
How could it be?
And just like that
Lifted cruelly away
Looking to the sky
In controlled anger
But asking why.
What kind of goodbye--
And how do we?
Watching it happen--
Family and hugs
But little comfort.
I have lost before—
Friendships, loves—
With no explanation
Just gone, unseen
No closure, no answers.
But now I know
It is not like a death
Though I thought it was
No matter how painful
The everyday loss.
The Video Family Shared with Us
The questions and wonder--
It can’t compare
With the sudden end
The sharp cut of death
Unexpected and untimely.
Nothing again feels the same.
Nothing comes without questions.
Nothing is secure or sacred.
Nothing looks like before.
Nothing is safe—ever.
Everyone looks different.
Former joys hold little.
Trust is broken,
Daily life colorless
And all for naught.
Only the hope of beyond
And the long look above
Keep us going
And longing for
The unanswered prayer for peace...
About "Death Changes Everything"
On August 17, 2009, my three year old nephew drowned in shallow water—a freak accident that left his family in shock. I had experienced deep and dreadful losses before—best friends, loves--that just disappeared from my life without my permission. While these losses haunted me and held onto me—and sometimes still do--and in ways were likened to the death of the person, they couldn’t match how the blow of death forever changes people. I wasn’t even as close to my nephew as to my nieces, who live nearby, but the wounds from his death and the pain of my family run deep. And there are the images –the ones I didn’t see but heard about—that course through my head in horror. And the images I did see—the reactions at the service…and I don’t want to think about it.
Looking around, seeing the world go on as before, as if nothing had happened, hits hard (and seems wrong to) the person who is grieving. And it is true that nothing looks or feels the same. People all around are laughing and talking, and even when you catch yourself doing it yourself, there’s the guilt of it. Here’s a poem I wrote three months after it happened, just to give an example.
November 17th: A Poem
November 17th
3 months
And I am out with friends
He’s gone—
3 months
And we’re laughing
3 months
Just like yesterday
3 months
Seems so long ago
3 months
And tonight I am laughing.
And now?
And now, over two years later, I am not the same. And I will never be the same. The world is no longer secure. Our family is constantly in danger in my mind. I worry more.
And I’m not ready to show his picture here, because I’m not sure that’s right at this point. I don’t know what to do about that. For now, I'll share the cloud that God seemed to share with us. Maybe one day I’ll share my nephew with the world.
Other Poems about Death and Moving On
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A poem about death and moving on. Others seem to be moving on. Why can't I? - Don't Ask Me How I Am -Poem
After someone dies, how do you answer the over-used "How are you?" Does anybody really care? Based on personal experience, this poem explores the question of how someone may really feel inside.
Questions & Answers
Comments
It's one thing when an older relative passes away and we kind of are prepared for it. But the loss of a child drowning is sudden, totally unexpected and life changing. Sorry for your loss Victoria. My condolences.
How beautifully you have expressed the feeling of loss one has after losing a child. I so badly wanted to write a poem when I lost my Jason, but I just couldn't. I have been able to write prose, but the poem just wouldn't come. Two weeks from tomorrow will mark the 22nd anniversary of losing our healthy, vibrant son -- also in the water. You are right that though you learn to laugh again, you are never the same as you were before, and you never know just what will bring a few tears back, as reading this did for me.
Beautiful poem. I am sorry for your loss. I can relate on how death of a loved one cuts deep. I just recently, about 3 1/2 months ago lost a dear friend of mine, who I considered a brother. And to this day it still feels so surreal. You hit close to home with this one. But I hope you can soon feel happy without being guilty of it. Just think, the ones who have died love you and they don't want you to be sad. I am starting to learn this, it is hard, but just think of what they would want.
Voted up & Beautiful.
Dear Victoria,
After I was in the hospital for so long I went about a year maybe longer I guess waiting for the other shoe to drop, so to speak. I think that is a natural response when you've been hit with something this painful that when the phone rings you brace your self or get that pit in our stomach at times of it's own choosing! I hope and am sure time is about to change that feeling and you'll eventually notice you don't feel that bad feeling anymore. Sending hugs, Ellen
Oh Victoria Lynn, This poem broke my heart! I hope by writing about your nephew helps a bit with some of the pain - I don't know though as I just called my youngest after reading this, she's a freshman away at college and talked to her. And my oldest is on her way to class. I thanked God, both are safe and pray they stay that way. You will see him again someday and I bet he watches over you all. So sorry for you and your family's loss. God Bless, Ellen
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"nothing is secure or sacred"
a powerful truth
Great write
Victoria, I am so sorry for your loss and for missing this hub previously. I can see now the similarity in our words and it speaks heaps of the feelings and emotion we go through in experiencing loss and grief. Our belief systems that we knew before are shaken and threatened and nothing feels the same as before. Your poetry conveys this loss of trust in life and I relate so well to your words.
The image of the figures in the clouds is just amazing, and is evidence that your dear nephew Mikael is safe and is being looked after.
When I lost my son I shared so much with the world including his picture. I regreted doing that and removed a lot of hubs that contained his photo. You will know if and when it is right for you. The cloud image and your words convey the love this little boy has all around him both here on earth and in his new home where eternal love is in abundance.
Thank you for sharing, my best wishes to you and your family, from Annie.
I think the pain of losing someone is unbearable at times, but we have to be able to smile again, because that person wouldn't have wanted us to be so miserable.
I am so sorry for you and your family's loss. I can't even bear the thought of losing a child. This is a powerful poem and by sharing this I hope your nephew will live on in rememberance. Very touching. :(
I'm with Ardie Victoria! Cheers!
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VicLynn, I am in tears reading about your nephew and the impact his parting has had on your family. I can't even come close to imagining the horror and sadness. I hope you found some healing in writing these poems and sharing them. ((hug))
Victoria, a beautiful memorial you've written here. Also the picture of the sky is amazing. Voted up, and just now said a little prayer for healing to continue. There are many of us who've experienced loss and it is never easy, but by faith and believing that one day we will be united, we trust God will make it so.Amen Thank you for sharing your heart! Blessings, Artin
It is so sudden when you lose someone that you love, no closure If's begin to penetrate your mind.I have lost two brothers to accidental death. Know and be rejoiced in the thought that they sit at the right hand of God. bless you. Michael
your poems articulate well that unspeakable emptiness I felt years ago when my little brother took his last breath. We were close and I also felt the world is at a loss but no one seems to act like it. I'm in tears, but nice tears. Death does change everything. Thank you.
Hi! Victoria..I am actually new here(HP). And I can relate much the feeling of having lost of love ones...I agree you hub here, it feels like my half body is lost when my loving Grandma died, until now she is always in my mind and in my heart and it hurts. The guilt is I wasn't on her side when she died where way back since I was a baby I was always in her side and the moment I went to met my real father it was the moment that I lost her,when I got home I can't touch and kiss her anymore, can't smell her armfit and can't brush her hair anymore(im crying right now-can't stop my tears) it was the most sad part of my life,that was 2004 and until now I still feel the pain of losing her, I miss her so much and all her love and care.Anyway great hub:)
Hey Vicki, I will agree that death changes everything. It's unavoidable. Please accept my condolences. Death usually leaves people with more questions than answers. I know for a fact that death changes things because my life has been changed due to death on many occasions. I can say that it does get easier over time, which means that time does heal. Thank you for sharing such a tragic event from your life.
Death sure challenges everything.. Captivating title..
It does, everything changes... Beautiful piece of poetry.
Victoria Lynn - first I am so sorry - for your loss. The death of a child close to you is a pain like no other. My best friend since 4th grade lost her daughter at 19 years old - 4 years ago. Our girls were 3 weeks apart in age and they were very close too. I feel as if I lost my best friend too in many ways. A wound that will never heal and I so wish we could turn back the hands of time!!
I hope that everyone is ok and I hooe that you find peace in your heart:). Thanks for sharing...I think about Meg ever single day, still.
The first Christmas was a bipolar event filled with extreme highs and extreme lows that ended with uncontrollable tears. Like I said, it was bound to end the same anyway so I was happy to get the good stuff in. The sky opened up for me and I never got a picture. His cross is in the car. Maybe one day I will get you a picture of that instead. I wonder if I am any good at painting. That sky would be a good thing to paint into my memory forever.
I am so so happy that things went well. I had been thinking of you and your family. I wanted it to be good for you.
It's ironic that on one of my weakest days, I decide to learn more about the grief that changed your life. I loved your photo. I saw my husbands cross in the sky shortly after his death. It has a very unique shape, so I knew it when I saw it. The skies opened up and poured down angrily for a few days and everything was dark except for that one spot. It was an amazing sign but like you said, it doesn't help the pain. I am so happy that the family was together. I know that it was hard.
My dear, I am so sorry for you and the whole family.. this brought tears to my eyes.. in fact I am crying.It is so hard to lose anyone especially someone so young.. and we can't understand how everyone else can have fun how the world can go on.. this happened to me when I lost my sister. I was devastated.. hurting.. but losing a child is even worst.. Your poem was beautiful.. thank you for sharing. of course I voted up and beautiful...
What a hard thing to have to come to terms with. I am sorry for your family's loss. What a wonderful blessing the cloud was. The death of a child is extremely hard. You know that you are supposed to outlive them, and then when something happens and you don't, it's so hard to understand. Thank you for sharing your poem... you have shared a part of yourself.
So painful. Death, in any family brings no good but you see, this is how life goes on, this is how God tests us. In such a mess, one need to stand firm and determined (though it's way too difficult). We belong to God and one day we all have to return to Him. May his soul rest in peace. Thanks for sharing.
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Right back at you! Thank you for all you teach your fellow hubbers and friends :)
Outstanding Vicki! A bittersweet tribute to your nephew. Keep on keeping his memory alive. You make me proud to know the Grammar Geek! :)
Very touching poem, Victoria. I am terribly sorry for your lost. May you and your family find peace. Blessed be.
I'm sorry for your loss and your sad experiences, Victoria. Death is never easy to deal with, especially when it involves a child. I hope that as time passes you and your family experience healing.
I can not offer any words wiser,kinder or more beautiful than what has already been written here.
There will always be...a time to keep silence and a time to speak...
This is your time to speak and you do so beautifully.
There will always be...a time to mourn, and a time to dance...
This is your time to mourn and you do so rightly.
Blessings as you face these times over and over again.
Victoria,
Greetings from MAKUSR. Your story of death and the lingering pain is heart-wrenching. I am deeply touched by it.
Lots of Love,
MAKUSR
Nice one Victoria! Hope you win too! Good luck my friend!
death and loss change us forever ..you are right! But like the phoenix, we raise strong and ready to move on...
LORD
This story I thought I cried so many tears in the pass but this story has tears falling so many as I read it listen and watching the video, I am speeches but you're in my prayers, I'm glad you were able to write this story of your nephew and show the picture you took it's like the clouds open up and showed he's okay now, keep the memories you have of him I know he will always be missed. So sorry for your loss. Hope you have a lovely evening...
So sorry for your loss.
Your poem about grief is so heartwrenching and also so true. Anyone who has lost a loved one to death will relate to it, especially if it was the death of a child. It does change our view of the world. With time we do start to heal but we never forget and the ache for our loved one is still there, especially on anniversary dates and holidays and other times of what should be family celebrations. Each person deals with grief in their own way and it's something that can't be rushed. One of the hardest things can be giving yourself "permission" to feel joy without guilt which you alluded to in your second poem. Again, with time we reach a place where nothing is the same but we start to experience moments of joy more often, even if those moments are bittersweet.
Thank you for sharing these poems.
Victoria, your poem is thought provoking. From the time of Plato people have contemplated about death. Even our Messengers like Jesus and the Buddha contemplated on death.
I'm sorry to hear about the loss. Our faiths tell us death is another beginning.
I got so caught up I also voted up beautiful and awesome as well!
I am a man of men and you brought tears to my eyes. I can not ever handle life if something like this was to happen to me. I have 4 kids the youngest is 5. This hits close to home. It takes a lot of guts to share this thank you and I am sorry you and your family had to deal with such an awful thing.
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