Grief, Its A Funny Thing, Huh?

semi-deadpoet

The child in me screams, 

He screams until he chokes.

Never-ending when you were leaving, 

Never-ending, even when he's heaving. 

You were my best friend;

The man I saw as G-d.

But now you're dead, 

And his screaming never ends. 

  • Author: GRJ (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 2nd, 2022 05:18
  • Comment from author about the poem: still abt my grandpa. its hard
  • Category: Family
  • Views: 18
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