for me, they tell me a story, one that gets told time and time again because each time the story slips it must be rewritten retold reborn
In some states of mind, these could be battle scars but that is another's perception
every mark to the skin every broken piece every cell split open
wow, I've been gone for a little bit. Kind of had an epiphany and started to write. Hopefully, I am back in the groove of writing for a little longer. My mind has been so cramped and full, and hopefully, my writing more will help me.
Body shakes trembles the lump in the throat the suffocation the complete and utter despair face scrunches eyes ******* shut the muffled noise like everything around you disappears And all you are left with is the sadness and bitter thought that you have no one and you seem to never l e t it g o
You never know the true meaning of grief until you witness someone you love disappear.
The light of your life suddenly is gone and shifts your world to dark and you're stuck because you were never prepared for the dark but life is like that and sadly you had to be the light that disappeared -to granny; I love and miss you dearly, and I hope you are not in any more pain, wherever you are.
This is a very personal piece. Grief is a terrible and consuming emotion. If you ever need to talk, my inbox is always open.