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Jul 2023
I am so so broken.

I feel like I'm grieving everything every night.

I even grieve things that haven't even happened yet,

still, I know how this ends.

I die, or you die, we die, or they die

and what can you do?

I don't need to be made to feel better about this

I don't need to be made to be cheered up.

I need to be broken down and understood

that my grief is who I am

and it is all anyone ever ends up being

so instead of trying to fix it

can we just carry each other

and tell each other

that pain wouldn't be the same without you
Written by
Israel Alderete  20/M
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