grief used to be unimaginable
the idea of loss a foreign concept
but now it hits me again and again
there is no peace with grief
its constantly there
nagging eating away
at the person i am
i used to be
griefless
YOU ARE READING
almost good poetry
PoetryAnother year another book of pain and love and hurt and anger and joy and fear
love with nowhere to go
grief used to be unimaginable
the idea of loss a foreign concept
but now it hits me again and again
there is no peace with grief
its constantly there
nagging eating away
at the person i am
i used to be
griefless