Grief

By HadassahDare

 Sometimes it's so broken,
there are no pieces left to put it back together.
The pain shattered it so completely, so violently,
that nothing but a black vortex of guilt,
of sorrow,
of neverending thoughts, reside there.
It spins, and it swallows, and it spits,
spits out all the bad, terrible things into your head,
where it anchors itself so that EVERY SINGLE DAY 
you can never stop thinking about the fact that your 
best friend took a shotgun to her head.
All the pieces, they are broken,
shattered, decimated, gone.
Nothing left, not there,
not anywhere.


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Copyright 2011 HadassahDare
Published on Thursday, October 27, 2011.     Filed under: "Depressed" and "Poetry"

Author's Note:

I miss you Em.
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  • dwells On Thursday, October 27, 2011, dwells (4177)By person wrote:

    Heart-felt, and what a burden for the living to bear sometimes, thanks.

  • Devilish On Thursday, October 27, 2011, Devilish (2633)By person wrote:

    Hey sweety ... Long time no see.... My cousin Jesse took a 30yat6 to his head... I'm sorry for your loss... Kissess on her forehead from me... Scholar

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