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Defining Grief

By VJHDPublished about a year ago 1 min read
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I get so busy in and out

All the things I do all day

Making meals and stacking bills

Taking orders and filling gaps

I’ll go so long without a twinge

Make it days without a thought

When I forget I do remember

Nowadays I don’t feel so guilty

I know it’s normal to move on

I’m suppose to be ok now right?

All I have managed since you left

the tears have run dry now you see

But sometimes when I least expect

I’ll l double over pain inside

I’ll find I need a brace to stand

The gravity of force I entirely lose

It’s exactly what you can’t describe

A vacuum inside your very soul

Takes you down from just one string

Pulls you inward till you die

Then suddenly like nothing changed

Your upright again and breathing fine

They call it grief but no one knows

How much it sits there by the door

Watching, waiting for you to forget

So it can suck you dry with guilt

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THANKYou for reading 🕊️

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About the Creator

VJHD

The subsistence of our lives will live on in our words, forever encapsulating our feelings.

Words are the centre point of our existence. If we never write anything down, did we ever really exist at all?

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