The Brightest Girl In The Room
She didn’t deserve it
Yet death never ceases.
She was the brightest girl in the room
Despite injuries blocking her passion.
She conjured smiles and laughter and eye rolls
With everything she did.
Then she experienced her first loss
And the candle flickered if only for a moment.
Then she was back to herself
For even death could not stop her.
Until it tried again.
And after it failed another time,
It came again.
All in less than a year.
I sat and watched in silence
Watched her being comforted after sharing the news of yet another funeral
And wondered
How she does it
How she still gets up in the morning
Puts on a smile
And keeps on living
Not just surviving.
Because I was her just a few short years ago.
But instead of staying strong like she does
I crumpled
And gave in to the weight of the loss.
Yet this girl still has that innocent look on her face
And the spark in her eyes.
So either she’s so good at faking
She’s convinced the most experienced empath,
Or we could all take a page out of her book
And take what life throws at us with her grace.
Copyright © Brooke Zerbs | Year Posted 2025
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