As it's the anniversary of my grandmother's passing today I already went through the emotional and mental ride yesterday. I wrote the poem late at night and I was feeling blue.
I promise the pain won't last long, so anyone experiencing grief please know that you'll be okay. If anyone would like to talk, I'm here.
Everyone around me
Talks, smiles, laughs
They skip down a road
I'm dyin' inside, I can't
Sit without getting up
After a moment, my
Body demands I move
I sit in my room like it's
A cage holding me captive
I'm a loner, a sad girl, I put
A pen to paper to express how
I feel, my mouth can't make
The words roll out like it has
Before, have you seen yourself
Acting perfect, totally flawless?
I'm damaged, a broken piece on
A pile in a junkyard people pick
Up after not being able to find
Anything better.
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