As far as months are concerned, July is a beast.
No other has hosted the repose of some of my most dear.
Nothing other than its return brings me back to those days of grief.
Inconsolable,
Volatile grief. A
Eulogy never
Relieved such pain and
Sorrow. A suicide, an overdose, and an
Accident, not in that order, haunt this stretch of time in perpetuity. The
Realization that age means nothing to Death, and goodness doesn't buy Life is wasted on me. It's something I knew innately. Yes, lessons are nice, but I'd rather have my
Young, good friends back again.
About the Creator
kp
I am a non-binary, trans-masc writer. I work to dismantle internalized structures of oppression, such as the gender binary, class, and race. My writing is personal but anecdotally points to a larger political picture of systemic injustice.
The steps to losing a child
Step One: Lose a child. Not what anyone wants to happen and nothing you can do to change it, but you can go through steps to becoming happy again. You can go through steps to loving again. You can go through steps to become a new you because after losing a child you will never be the same person you once were.
By Tabitha Hinkley5 days ago in Fiction
Comments (5)
So heart wrenching.
Heartbreaking. Hope you’re doing ok.
it's sad though but you have to move on whatever the circumstances are۔۔۔
Oof. This hit hard.
ooooooooh so sad, poignant.