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My foot has landed on an unknown pebble of information; it rolls underfoot and I tilt back with a blinding blast of panic. Up is down and down is horizontal as I tumble down the s --     t --         a --              i --                  r --                       s -- I've been so p  a  i  n  s  t  a  k  i  n  g  l  y climbing. I land in a knot of shock and grief a mere couple of steps from the very bottom, the very beginning. Familiar hurt, confusion, and anger twist and turn around me in a smothering weave that settles over my senses. I wish I didn't know this unwelcome cloak. I wish I didn't have to know how to remove it, inch by inch. I wish I didn't have to move past midnight talks and midday laughs and frequent promises to be "BFFs". I wish I didn't have to let you go.
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Aug 16, 2017
Aug 16, 2017 at 5:18 PM UTC
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My foot has landed on an unknown pebble of information; it rolls underfoot and I tilt back with a blinding blast of panic. Up is down and down is horizontal as I tumble down the s --     t --         a --              i --                  r --                       s -- I've been so p  a  i  n  s  t  a  k  i  n  g  l  y climbing. I land in a knot of shock and grief a mere couple of steps from the very bottom, the very beginning. Familiar hurt, confusion, and anger twist and turn around me in a smothering weave that settles over my senses. I wish I didn't know this unwelcome cloak. I wish I didn't have to know how to remove it, inch by inch. I wish I didn't have to move past midnight talks and midday laughs and frequent promises to be "BFFs". I wish I didn't have to let you go.
More on my lost best friend. Poetry has sort of become my coping mechanism/therapy for this. Hope y'all don't mind.
#friendship#friends#bestfriend#lost#grief#pain#hurt#lettinggo
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mary-rose-h
Aug 16, 2017
Aug 16, 2017 at 5:18 PM UTC
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