Poem book

Companion

It's funny how quickly
Is becomes was...
Or how quickly people switch from the present to the past
For some it goes quickly
While others it seems like it couldn't move any slower.
Like the world hit slow motion and all you can see is the world move on...
Some cry
Others are touched
And there are those who just continue on
Some break before the week is over
Some break slower, and only stop when they've run out of tape and glue to fix themselves.
Most continue, even if some days feel like they have the weight of the world,
While others feel like they finally might be free
Many say to let go
Few remember to hold on
But no ever forgets,
Not for long anyway
You can push it back
Hide it in the darkest part of your mind
But it will never leave
It leaves the invisible scars that doctors can't fix
No matter how many pills you can be given
No matter how many days of therapy
It's still there...
And it becomes funny,
How quickly people hide from it
Even though so many fear it
How people believe that doing it on their own without anyone else is the best way to get through it....
But it's a part of life
It's the final moment
It's the wake up call
It's the final push you need that can make or brake you
It seems to be the thing that clears your vision and finally lets you see
Even if it's not quick
So death is like a companion
That you don't realize is there till you meet it
But when you do....
Is........
finally becomes
Was......

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