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The Effect of His Death

For a second, my thoughts wonder
And this heart
Feels like its stopped beating
I'm under water
Struggling for breath
Who will occupy me
I'm falling

There is an ache, growing
A hollow tree
In a prosperous garden
Ive so much to say
But id rather not
Who wants to talk
If they've lost

Sentimentality is a foe
Playing violins
To imperfect moments
Making one final touch
The impossible desire
That chokes me
For the aftermath

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The End, To the Beginning

I feel the seconds
They're counting down
To the end of my youth
To the old body

When your young
Less people die
Is being mature
the consequence of death

I've only given my heart
To a single person
And he passed

When there's no distraction
A loneliness invades
His memory stands beside me
And sometimes thats enough

I imagine him, pacing
In his groundfloor flat
In his favourite clothes
Flustered at something
Or annoyed at that

Everything is organised
Like he still cares
I don't live there
But he never took the key
Or revoked the invite

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The Dawning of Another Day

Overwhelmed, as I was
Today has dawned
My pain, has lessened
And the loneliness, subsided

A new time, is here
My loss is in the history books
Now, I must not be daunted
Be brave, against whatever comes

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One Month On

Silence, is the enemy
In my grief
When occupied
I feel no pain
What's done
Cannot be changed

A month has passed
The milestone
Weighs heavy on me
As I think it should
I'm provoking myself
To define, normality

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Soul Over Body

Worry, impels you
Faster now, to the grave
If we don't take this shell
Why attach such importance
to its tribulations
The soul rises above
Its existence
Taking lessons
Not finer details

Our bodies are collateral
Sacrifices, to the reality
Of after life
Our time here
Is the heaven and hell
Based on moral choice

When our trial is done
And imperfections, atoned
We become everything
And leave none
Alone

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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

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Grief

With grief there is no future
Just a single desire, remains
To stand tall, in a series of moments
Until your mortality, feels normal
And the reaper, returns
To being a stranger

There is never a right time
No amount of preparation 
Can see you through
Reality is in the middle, in the way
A story, can no longer be shared
Laughter, will not be bringing us to tears

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Mortality

Mortality, is today's tease.
I can feel, the entrance into pity.
Opening, wider still.
Destined, to do the dance.
Until I'm dust.
I ask for peace.
Why, is there so much to learn.
Haunted, in last nights dream.
I started to wonder.
About my final scene.
Having never considered it.
Now, it won't leave me.
Would I have failed
If taken, now.

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To the One I Loved

Its time to let you go
We shall be free, soon
To roam, our plains
Separated, in this life
Together, in my heart
Always

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Looking For Reason

Last night, tried to answer me.
Why, is life so tragic?
Upon waking.
All I felt, was tired.
All discussions, forgotten.

The key, is not easy to maintain.
With a complex mind, operating.
Nothing is untouched.
I'm like the tide.
That runs.
In and out of happiness.

For the most part, I'm present.
Unharmed, by recent events.
But if I wonder, alone.
All I find is regret.
What I should have done better.
In death, he is absolved.
And my responsibility, grows.