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April 1st, 2015, 04:00 PM
Write any more

April 1st, 2015, 04:04 PM
I can't
Write anymore
But then
I can't
Write any less

April 1st, 2015, 04:14 PM
You don't understand
why I can't write
I want her back
but she is dead

No more writing
Not yet

Maybe never

April 1st, 2015, 04:19 PM
I'm so sorry Sonata

April 1st, 2015, 04:39 PM
We can understand
when a love is lost
our sorrow empties us.

April 1st, 2015, 04:47 PM
Sonata... I am so sorry for your pain and loss...My desire is that you realize you are not alone... You have friends here... willing to listen...willing to help...Peace always...jul

April 1st, 2015, 05:13 PM
Sonata, I am so sorry for your loss, your pain, emptiness. We are here.
Just write one word a day.

April 1st, 2015, 07:09 PM
I call her but she does not come

and she never will.


Epi was her name

April 1st, 2015, 07:21 PM
I hold him in my arms still;
feel the weight on my shoulder
and small noises in my ear
though he's not there.

Epi... a lovely name.

April 1st, 2015, 08:41 PM
There is an echo, an echo in a hollow,
a hollow, where a heart should be.
But that echo, it has a power,
compounded in each reprise.
Slowly, the echo fills that hollow,
returning, both, hope and memory.

bazz cargo
April 1st, 2015, 10:27 PM
I am so very sorry for your loss.

April 2nd, 2015, 12:40 AM
My heart goes out to you
I hope thoughts of Comfort and love
Reach you from your WF crew.

Thinking of you < 3

April 2nd, 2015, 03:01 AM
Her name was Pereg. It is the Ivrit for Poppy but usually used for poppy seeds for baking. She came into my life on 18 February 2009 age about six weeks. 1 April 2011 she had her first Grand Mal epileptic seizure. And at around half past midnight on 1 April 2015 I sat on the floor holding her and talking to her while she was euthanised. He took her wrapped in a new blankie.


April 2nd, 2015, 03:47 AM
paw prints do not fade
engraved upon mind and heart
forever touching

April 2nd, 2015, 04:05 AM
What a lovely picture of Pereg... One can easily see her heart in her eyes... She must have been a wonderful companion and a complete joy... Sonata...I hope in time.. you will focus on the wonderful life you and she shared together..All the love and care you so unselfishly lavished on her is evident in the calm sweet look in her eyes... You gave her a safe, loving home, and a loving heart. You both were blessed to have each other...

April 2nd, 2015, 04:20 AM
Sorry Sonata. What a wonderful companion Pereg must have been. I've seen dogs with seizures and people, too. I myself suffer from epilepsy, too, so I DO know how it feels! I know a woman who lost her daughter due to SUDEP (Sudden Unexplained Death in Epilepsy Patients). It will get better.

April 2nd, 2015, 05:40 AM
She is only a dog
they said
so what if she's epi
there's another instead

That you can replace her with
that's what they said

But she isn't now
as she has gone
and is now only
in my heart
and my head

But she did not know
that the wires in her brain
were somehow
so wrong
and I couldn't explain

I could not even tell her
that The Monster would go
would hit and would take her
no more, never more

I made the choice
I did it for you
my beloved girl

I loved you

July 6th, 2015, 08:18 AM
That word is a sin.
Coursing through my blood.
Filthy like mud.
My hands shake
my heart breaks
my words slur
my dreams unfurl
Can't walk straight
cause it's too late.
I also write about my traumatic experience

July 6th, 2015, 11:45 AM
I am truly sorry. Huntington is indeed a living nightmare.

July 8th, 2015, 05:21 AM
My mother died of a heart attack a year ago at 54, and I am isolated from everyone I have ever known back in the States; family, good friends and old pets....(from a choice I made in the past, nonetheless - isolated)

In the words of Jonathan Davis : GET THE F#$K UP.

Or, be miserable and continue to let something you can't change control you.

July 8th, 2015, 08:35 AM
I am not miserable falcon my friend. I lost my beloved girl on 1 April then lost my new puppy - last time I saw her was on 1 May when I had to go into hospital, and the person "looking after" her somehow lost her. .

But now I have tiny Tikva - "Hope" is what her name means. And she has given me a reason to get up each morning.

And I love her.

And I will NOT let myself be miserable. Cry I can and do and do not feel shamed by my tears. Because.