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Ready To Grieve

 

 When I found out it didn't know what to think.

 

Is this really what's happening?

 

I had my suspicions, but I did not want it to be real.

 

I grew up with this and never thought it would happen to me;

 

but it's what happened and now I have to move on.

 

Something better. something less toxic.

 

No more drama or noise.

 

I've been waiting to grieve for way too long;

 

and now it's time to stop this.

 

The "what ifs" and "what could I have done different?"

 

Coming to terms and ready to embrace the change.

 

So here I am at the end, ready to grieve.



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