The Confusion of Tragedy
Tragedy has fallen.
I've lost a layer of skin.
Push me
And the edge will come.
Its meant to be easier
And some day it will.
I'm trying to blame myself
But I know I cant
Does one seize this life
Or shut it down.
This is the confusion
Of the grieving mind
Should you open yourself.
And risk everything.
Becuase theres no guarantee
Of time
Or, should you become a recluse.
Relying on inner resources.
Living so cleanly
You might never have been
Copyright © Lisa Knight | Year Posted 2010
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