They deserve more than fake grief, than empty gestures
than mourning people just because they are meant to

We mourn because we have lost someone,
what an utterly selfish thing

Of course, I realise that I am coarse and callow,
I deny others their pain while silently screaming at the world
I pretend that everything is fine,
so to not disappoint myself

Pain is always most tangible when brushed over in the periphery of our thoughts