3-27-19

Wilted



It's a hard pill to swallow.

No, not my medications. 

(Though yes some of them are hard.)

It's difficult for us to move on with our lives after suffering such loss.

And even more so when the loss has happened over

And over

And over

And over again.

And then one more time.

Just for good measure.

I realize that, yes even though I've been without your company before, I was never without you.

That is why I still mourn this severance.

It is still so fresh.

So raw.

So terribly unforgiving  

And yet here I am.

Surviving. 

  • Author: Wilted (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 27th, 2019 06:33
  • Category: Reflection
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Comments3

  • dusk arising

    We are all survivors of one trauma or another.
    It is good to read your positivity shining through the pain you feel.

  • Poetic Dan

    The world just keeps on going off we like it or not!
    Beautifully sad, thank you very much.

  • Wilted

    I appreciate that even though I'm not near the talented writer that most on this site are y'all are still so encouraging.
    Thank you.



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