Grief's War

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Featured Review on this writing by ghonesis2

I wrote this poem right after losing my brother to suicide. It's been 2 1/2 years and this poem continues to resonate. Grief is a constant cycle that I have chosen to work through with art.

I will hold this sword high. 
Sharp with denial I will fend off the soldiers of grief.

The steel blade effortlessly cuts through the anger and pain. 
The gleaming wedge only falters with the appearance of you.

Truth is a relentless beast; rising taller and stronger with each passing moment.
With a swift stroke, I fall.

My sword cascades to the depths below.
There is no landing soft enough to catch the ache overwhelming my heart.

Tears are the silent scream of release.
Slowly, I will stand to battle again.

I will forge a new sword.
Stronger and sturdier than the last.

I will hold this sword high.


Submitted: May 18, 2021

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ghonesis2

"Truth is a relentless beast" is the most well-written line I've seen in a while. Powerful.

Tue, May 18th, 2021 6:24pm

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Wow, thank you! I felt every word as I wrote it. I’m glad it carried over.

Tue, May 18th, 2021 4:10pm

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