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Grieving is. - January 23rd 2016, 06:24 AM

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Grief is like the endlessness of vast ocean waves.
You are constantly between feeling sad or brave.
You think the water is calm and better than before,
Then a wave hits you hard and you fall to the floor.
You find yourself remembering and asking yourself why.
Why'd he have to die without letting me say goodbye?
Sadness is the anchor that makes you hold your breath.
What kind of good is supposed to come from his death?
But you don't need any water to let yourself drown.
You already did that when they put him in the ground.
Still, you try to tread water but you're pulled under.
You really were quite attached so it's no wonder.
You finally surface but you're breathless and blue.
If only I stepped in to stop it, if only I actually knew.
Catch your breath because it will happen again soon.
You'll get dragged under when you think you're immune.
You don't ever finish grieving for someone, you know.
You wait until it's time to kick when you're dragged below.


If clarity's in death, then why won't this die?
Years of tearing down our banners, you and I
Living for the thrill of hitting you where it hurts
Give me back my girlhood, it was mine first


The axe forgets, but the tree remembers