Sadly, I can not even begin to fathom
This whole situation.
Many tears have ran,
And will continue to run.
How does one even cope with that?
Knowing that their loved one,
Will never return to them.
They'll see each other again,
One day.
In heaven.
Until then,
What now?
How do you bear with the memories?
The laughs, tears, hugs, kisses...
Makes me want to shut everyone out.
So I won't ever have to experience...
Grieving.
The pain.
The tears.
The sobs.
The flashbacks of the good times,
And the bad ones.
However, I won't give in.
I won't shut out.
Or shut down.
If I do,
I'll miss loving,
My family.
Friends.
Boyfriends.
God.
Nature.
Life.
Grieving deaths of someone close,
Oh my.
It's a lot.
So tell how people manage it.
For some odd reason,
I don't understand how one simply
Goes on.
It'll take a while.
I know.
But what about years from then.
When you're okay.
You're better.
What then?
You still have them,
Deep in you.
They'll always be next to you.
Sit where you normally would sit,
With that loved one.
Talk.
Talk like they are there with you.
But the rough thing about that...
Is that you won't hear their voice,
See their face, feel their hugs..
Fathoming seems out of the question.
Fathom does not exist here.
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A walk through my thoughts
PoetryA collection of poems (somewhat) explaining the feelings of a girl . These poems range from days and months. She writes the poems when she was either deeply sad or happy. In the beginning she's upset, then happy, then back to upset.
