They lied
They said I would heal
In time
The wound
Doesn’t diminish;
Such fools
My mind
Try as it might but -
No might
My heart
Can’t be patched up and
Framed, art
Music
My escape from real
Useless
Deep breaths
But being breathless
Hurts less
Relief -
No such thing unleashed
By grief
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Author:
ThisIsMyIdentity (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 9th, 2020 07:53
- Comment from author about the poem: I lost my dad 2 days after I lost an old friend to an overdose back in December. This is a reflection upon how I felt when I woke this morning.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments3
This is an exceptional write under the circumstances you have outlined..
Grief sucks doesn't it.. take care my friend
Neville
Neville,
That it does! Thank you for taking the time to reach out. It is appreciated.
Stay well and Be happy!
You are most welcome..
I could feel the heart beat in this wonderful
I know how you feel as my wife passed away at the end of December. Grief is still within me as it is within you.
Andy
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