
When loss comes knocking at our door,
Our world shatters, our hearts are sore,
The pain and grief, a heavy weight,
Our emotions, we struggle to regulate.
Whether it's the death of a loved one,
Or the end of a relationship, once begun,
The feeling of loss is all the same,
A void that fills, an emptiness to claim.
The memories we shared, now a reminder,
Of a love that was, but now a fighter,
To keep our heads up, to stay afloat,
When all we want to do is sit and gloat.
The tears we shed, the words we choke,
The pain we feel, an unbearable stroke,
But time, they say, can heal the wound,
And help us to move forward, to be sound.
Though it may seem impossible, it's true,
The sun will rise, a new day to pursue,
And with it, the hope of a better tomorrow,
A chance to heal, a chance to borrow.
So hold on tight, dear friend, to the memories,
The good times shared, the love that carries,
And know that in the end, the pain will subside,
And in its place, a newfound stride.



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