Grief

thewayiwrite

Grief

 

It hurt so much that you can barely breath

If feels as though the world cannot keep turning

Without them, surely there is no world

 

But who told the sun? For he keeps rising, day after day

And who told the moon? She dies every day to let her love breathe

 

Did anyone tell the rain cloud? If he didn’t come then the world would cease but come he does.

And who warned the lightning? The oh so dramatic lightening that still strikes even when we do not hear it

 

Please tell me that you told the trees to stop growing? To let us all just suffocate in silence

Did no one tell the flowers that they mustn’t bloom anymore? Why should there be beauty when they’re not there to see it?

 

But Lord what about the elephants? Make them lower their trunks, and the birds, why must they still sing? Do they not know what I have lost?

 

The world keeps turning. New life keeps growing. The waves keep rolling. The earth stops for no one.

  • Author: thewayiwrite (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 2nd, 2019 17:17
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • Clara

    Fine work here



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