Grief
is the price you pay for the loss of those you love
but this loss is too heavy on my heart
I cannot fathom how my heart can carry all this pain and still beat
laboured pulse
poor rhythm
yet still alive...
bitter sweet.
To love again
how could I?
when grief is the reward
how does one go on living without mimicking a fraud?
no one informs you of the pain
or how you ever cut the cord
is this the part i beg of you to save me?
O holy lord?
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Lauren Barton
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Heart-wrenching. Such a sad relatable poem. Hope you feel better soon.