reeling
I can’t believe you
left me yesterday
but shock is no longer
my dominant emotion
the physical pain in
my chest is palpable
throbbing with each
beat of my heart
tears and sobs and
curling in a ball
but you’re not crying
over me at all
are you?
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I wrote this in my journal two years ago today (09.08.20). It wasn’t a poem when I wrote it. I rearranged the words at some point after the pain had subsided a bit.
I wrote a whooooole lot of words over those first few weeks and months. Hurt words. Angry words. Grieving words. I knew they would eventually bring healing, and I was right.
Someday (maybe on September 7, 2023) I’ll share a whole bunch of those words all at once. I feel like they could bring healing to more people than just me. Stay tuned.