Wake up sweating
Don't know if that was realLimp in my arms
My grandmother lied"It was just a dream"
I try to tell myselfUnconvinced
Crying
Scared of that possibility
Of that reality
Made in my mindMade me cry
Tried to say I was fine,
But I couldn't lieDad says
he understands
the dreams haunting
My mind, overwhelmedUnconvinced
That reality
Strong in my mind
Pulls me down
To insanityCan't dry the tears
Stinging at the corners of my eyes
They fall as I try to cope
With her being goneI can't wrap my mind around it
Such an amazing person
Pulled away so quicklyBroken thoughts
Match my broken mindCan't process the pain
Wasn't taught how to
Can't process this giant emotionCrying won't bring her back
So why do I cry almost non-stop
When her memory comes to mind?I'm scared to lose another
I don't think I can choke down any more painI'm already over-fed with it
Yet it seems that more gets served
And I get held at gunpoint to stomach it allDon't know if I can take it,
but I'll try to stay strong.
YOU ARE READING
reality
PoetryMe venting through poetry on the rough days I have. Lets see how many times I'll unpublish and republish this book at random.