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Jack Torrance
Poems
Apr 2018
The Funeral March
Your heart is racing,
about to derail.
Your conciousness fading,
about to set sail.
Your eyes start to water,
as tears prepare to fall.
But you cannot allow it,
show no weakness at all.
Concentrate on your hands,
open the paper again.
Look through the words,
without taking them in.
Try not to break,
they're counting on you.
Shut out the pain,
it's all you can do.
The tears can come,
when your finally alone.
But not a second before,
now steady your tone.
Keep your voice natural,
so they know your ok.
The last thing they need,
is to worry bout you today.
Your knees may be weak,
and your stomach's in knots.
But give them a smile,
to steady their thoughts.
So think about anything,
other than what's tearing you apart.
They're counting on you,
so don't let the tears start.
You are their rock,
so never show them your sorrow.
Because they need your strength now,
and they'll need it tomorrow.
#depression
#mask
#funeral
#death
#loss
Written by
Jack Torrance
35/M/Oklahoma
(35/M/Oklahoma)
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