Fog glazed over my mind
Darkness crept into my heart
A pit as heavy as a stone in my gut
I knew you, or I thought I did
I felt you,
I saw you
I gave you all of me
Gone are the days of ease
Torn at the seams, I am coming undone
No more threads to hold all of me together
My lover, my love, my friend
A fragile heart caught in the storm of impenetrable grief
Stricken with the loss of a person I used to know
Damaged are the things we cannot repair
Gone are the days of good and well
Sep 16, 2024
Sep 16, 2024 at 9:46 PM UTC
Fog glazed over my mind
Darkness crept into my heart
A pit as heavy as a stone in my gut
I knew you, or I thought I did
I felt you,
I saw you
I gave you all of me
Gone are the days of ease
Torn at the seams, I am coming undone
No more threads to hold all of me together
My lover, my love, my friend
A fragile heart caught in the storm of impenetrable grief
Stricken with the loss of a person I used to know
Damaged are the things we cannot repair
Gone are the days of good and well
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