Grief
This isn't happening
Why would it happen
Today of all days
I want to pound the dash
Pound the table
Break something
It couldn't have happened
How can I do better
I feel like I can't and I won't
I would do anything so I don't have to
So I don't have to worry about doing better
Because to do better would be a disservice
A disservice to memory
I can't do better
I need to cry
But to cry is to fail and shout
"I CANNOT MOVE ON
AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO NOW"
it would admit
That it happened
And it hurt
But it did happen
And it does hurt
It will always hurt
But I can live
I can move on
Copyright © Michael Holtmann | Year Posted 2023
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