JGrief
Jun 9, 2023
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A churning in the pit of my chest.
It takes over, the verb is molest.
I’ll never understand these emotions or how I feel.
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Is this all a dream, do I believe it’s real?
Procrastinate on what could be.
Will I feel this loss for eternity.
A fine line from this emotion enabling me to be insane.
If grief is the commander, then am I the slave?
