the big D word

TWO "D'S" When Death creeps forward slowly making its progress Comfort arrives, there is really no shame Sympathy, flowers food and love is the focus There’s no one to run from, no one to blame BUT They don’t come round when your.... heart... is abandoned When divorce puts you behind concrete pillars of pain They don’t catch your eye when your talking disturbs them They deny connection lest they feel just the same Silence surrounds you, your keening and grieving Bottled it stays- never having release Blame-shame is looked for, your worth they are thieving Nothing and no-one the pain helps decrease. PS ..I WANTED TO CHANGE MY TITLE BUT IT SEEMS I CANT..... NEW TITLE......TWO "D'S"