I can't breath.
My quickened breathe.
My chest I beat.
My face it burns-the heat.
Curling up into a ball.
Shivering as my tears fall.
Mourning and grieving
I don't like this feeling.
It stops.
It starts.
Again it comes crushing down
Like waves to the sand.
Again it hurts like a scar
That is yet to heal.
Again it reminds me the reality
Of life and death.
It stops.
It starts.
It came like boiling water.
It came like a breaking dam.
It comes and goes.
Adding on to all my past sorrows.
The regret.The sadness.
The memories. The fear.
It stops.
It starts.
Go on as before.
Go on like it didn't happen.
Live on the present.
Live for the future.
Even if at present,they are gone.
Even if in the future,they might be forgotten.
It stops.
It starts.
.........................
Wailing.
...............................
Sobbing.
..................................
Silence.
It stops.
It starts.
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Date written: 08/09/2021(Wednesday)
Date published:10/09/2021(Friday)
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PoetryFull of poems that I've written, am writing, will write. Maybe mostly about life and others are deep stuff and more... Some are happy and some are sad/dark. Some poem(s) I wrote about or related to a book/movie.etc. Others I wrote as a story in poem...
