The tears course
A slow river of pain
Into my soul
As I stare unseeing
At the wooden box
Of death
The stillness around me
Stirs the raging storm
Of the inside eye
As silence overwhelms
The hurricane of hurt
And shatters the calm brittleness
The dams break
Releasing all -
I let go.
GK - written in last year of high school
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Very deep, GK. Lots of emotion. Me like.
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Thanks, Baz. I appreciate your feedback!
It what makes us humane.
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Yes, for sure. Strange how we often tend to resist expressions of grief...given the relief we feel from them...
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