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Until it is Pink: A Poem About Grief

By Merrie SandersPublished 2 years ago โ€ข 1 min read
Photo by Ehimetalor Akhere Unuabona on Unsplash

We are fated to turn.

To lose, to cry and to rot.

There will be no time for rest,

No time to take a breath.

This is it, it forever.

We will carry the red with us until the very end.

We want to forget, to ignore and abandon,

But it will pull us back


When we wish for reprieve,

Some sort of relief,

Instead of peace, weโ€™ll only flash back.

To what was and what wasnโ€™t.

What never will be.

This is our story.

The red in the white

Will lighten until it is pink.

But our white that once existed is clogging the sink.

sad poetry

About the Creator

Merrie Sanders

Writing for fun and as an escape from the everyday. After all, what is life for if not to create?

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