Myles Mccartan Poet Free verse

For the Love of Lost

Heartbroken can’t express the grief
Fingers cannot contain the torrent of tears

Justified to feel fractious
Fractious but without justice

The moil of sleeplessness
An anxiety of tragedy, the tight, oppressive grip

Grief Management, or so it’s called
Manage grief? Palliate this extreme? No, it can’t be done

A cocktail of grief, add frustration and confusion
With a spoonful of angst and bitter

Bereft of supernal force or being
Alive now but without the living. Alone, that’s the feeling

So many questions left, no chance to ask
Brackish aftertaste pervade, maybe evermore

There’ll be no more ambuscade
Care-less, the new attitude

Feeling limp and lifeless now
Sad, but in real terms and alone
Goodbye mum. Goodbye

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