Don't ask me how I'm doing,
Don't ask if I'm okay.
Don't say they're in a better place,
As you won't like what I say.
No, time is not a healer;
This was not God's will.
If he knew how much I've really lost,
Then they'd be right here still.
Yet I'll try to stay positive,
Just believe it was for the best.
Though my heart is in broken pieces,
And it hurts deep in my chest.
Don't say, "at least they're out of pain."
Well I'm not! And may never be.
Their pain is gone, but mines still here.
It's been passed on to me.
Dont tell me, you know how i feel,
Despite that it may be true.
This grief is mine
For what length of time
It takes me, to get through.
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I dont have much to say. I'm just sad right now.
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PoetryThis is mostly my poetry but some are not. My poetry is pure trash, but hope my random writing entertains you.
