to those who grieve who they used to be
To those who grieve themselves,
where do you leave the flowers?
Who do you pray too?
What is there to grieve when you stand there looking perfectly fine,
but on the inside you're really just blackened and rotting.
To those who grieve themselves,
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry that no mourners showed to your funeral,
except maybe you.
I would say you were there,
but you really weren't were you?
You grieve yourself to try and understand that you aren't the same anymore,
but what if you miss that?
How do you move on?
To those who grieve themselves,
teach me how to grieve,
because if you don't,
it won't be just me grieving myself,
it will be you too.
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Word count- 104
Published- January 1, 2024
That date feels so weird considering its 12:11 LMAO. OH happy new years!!
This one's kind of morbid i thought of it while making another character in one of my other pieces! the ending is meant to be about grieving of who people used to be if that's not clear Lol.
YOU ARE READING
did i drive you away?
PoetryPoetry? Don't know what would classify it as poetry LOL but anyway short little stories or poems about things that I randomly think of for practice. says completed but will be adding more all the time for practice :D
