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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