Box of Ashes

That box of ashes
You clutch to your breast
While you wander the house at night

That box of ashes
It occupies your heart
Fills it, leaving no room

Let go of the box
Or drown in the darkness
Of the ghosts of the past
Dragging you back

But your choice is clear
As you wander the house at night
In the darkness
Clutching a box of ashes

Your choice is clear
As there is no room for me in your heart
Where so enshrined is a box of ashes
And so I, full of life and love for the living
Am leaving
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Coulstock Avatar
June 16, 2018 at 8:35 AM
So sad! A clear definition of grief.I thought this was very well written,succinct yet skillfully expressed.
Whatever Avatar
June 16, 2018 at 1:05 PM
thank you, this is actually one of my favorites that i've posted. seems to be relatively unpopular.
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