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Jul 2019
My mind is numb and my heart
Feels more than one emotion.
I am good acting okay when i falling
Apart inside piece by piece.

I am scared of the night because
That's when the thoughts get me.
My mind has become a twisted maze
I want out of.

I wake up in a cold sweat crying
You can't be dead.
The bible says time heals wounds
But my wounds aren't healing.

Did heaven really need another angel?
Couldn't he have taken someone else?.
Grief is something that touch us all its something that you can never be ready for even you know that it's going to happen
I wrote this for the friend that was more like a sister to me
Written by
stephanie burrows  F
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