A Scatterbrain's Guide To the Five Stages of Grief
There are five stages of grief my Shrink told me.
I did them out of order, thanks to my chronic ADD.
Denial was suppose to be the first stage,
but Bargaining is what I did.
I bantered with my inner self for days,
placing unrealistic bets and bids.
Anger is said to be next,
but Denial is what appeared.
My situation was too perplex
I wanted it to disappear.
Acceptance took Bargaining's place,
I embraced my defeat.
I bowed down from my losing race,
not wanting a repeat.
Anger transpired instead of being sad.
Depression didn't come like I was told.
Sounds cliche, but I was boiling mad,
I saw red, and lost control.
Acceptance was not what I felt last,
Depression was the unaltered state I was in.
Melancholy was my final forecast
of Griefs ultimate tailspin.
Copyright © Rebecca Ann | Year Posted 2019
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