When grief strikes you it hits you like an overheard - TopicsExpress



          

When grief strikes you it hits you like an overheard whip. Whipping the skin cells that fall off one by one into the dust that was once yours. It stretches. Stretches like the unforeseen shadow that leaps out at you while walking the valley of death It takes you, into a pool of distorted voices screaming at you simultaneously at once this bloodline that has now been disconnected and disrupted by your grim reaping the life out of this once sustainable heart I sleep, sleep into this nostalgic dream where I can see the face that was yours not knowing how temporary this moment will be... My friend, wake up. wake up and see what you have left behind because grief is a cruel thing they say grief is a cruel thing they say grief is a cruel thing repeat grief is a cruel thing mark it in my flesh grief is a cruel thing when it hits you grief is a cruel thing this thing that is soul-less it cages me in when i am almost about to forget the continuous whip of remembrance to my bones making sure i dont forget the grief that has no face feeds on this vulnerability trigger my happiness and dispatches the water holding still in my eyes... My friend, wake up and take a look at what you left behind.
Posted on: Wed, 02 Apr 2014 03:23:43 +0000

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