Singled Out Poet Rhyme

Where Avoidance Turns To Stone

Death walks in stealthy, dressed in gray,
A thief of light who doesn’t stray.
It takes, it breaks, it leaves its mark,
A silent echo in the dark.

It’s ugly in the way it stings,
In how it cuts through ordinary things.
A quiet house, a favorite chair,
A memory trapped in brittle air.

But there is beauty woven in,
A shimmer underneath the skin.
The way love lingers in the room,
A fragile bloom against the gloom.

Yet some hearts turn and look away,
Hoping pain might fade if they don’t stay.
Avoidant ways build careful walls,
Pretending they don’t hear the calls.

But grief is patient. Grief will wait.
It sits beside your guarded gate.
And while you run from what you feel,
The wound you carry will never heal.

For when a soul you loved is gone,
The world insists you carry on.
But if you dodge each aching truth,
You freeze your heart, you steal your youth.

Avoidance leaves you stuck and small,
Afraid to rise, afraid to fall.
And when the world moves on, you’ll find
You’ve slowly fallen far behind.

Death shows us life is razor thin,
A fleeting breath, a whispered wind.
Its beauty lies in what remains,
The strength to walk through all the pains.

So face the sorrow. Let it speak.
Let tears roll down your trembling cheek.
For only those who walk straight through
Find life grows softer, and brand new.

And if you dare to feel it all,
You’ll never fear the next hard fall.
But hide from love and grief alike,
And loneliness will grip you tight.

Open the door you fear the most.
Let shadows pass; don’t cling to ghosts.
For courage grows where tears have been,
And that's the place new joy begins.

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