My therapist says
She will always be there
But it depends
Whether I choose to block her
Or deal with it
And I've tried to forget
To block it out
To think of other things
But it never works
And she's told me
To do otherwise
So I've tried to deal with this
Pain, loss, torture, and sadness
All ganging up on me
Making me suffocate
Yet somehow feeling better
This whole situation
Feeling better
Through many tears
Of understanding
That represent my pain
And my loss
YOU ARE READING
The Sun in His Eyes
PoetryStatus: finished . A boy expressing that men can, as well, express the extremity of emotion women can reach. Through traumatic loss. . a book of poetry, to cleanse the soul:)
