A poem called "Reminder"
Every time I think I’m over you…
Your name and face pop up, and I’m reminded I’m only suppressing my grief.
The constant crying went from relief to stress.
And I cannot rest.
I think it goes without saying that I wish you were still here.
I can’t watch you playing your characters on TV without bursting into tears.
Why did it have to be you?
Does grief really strengthen us, or does it just harden us?
Because I think that there is a difference between the two.
All it does is make me want to run away.
Like you, I pretend…
To run away from myself, to hide behind another.
Just waiting for this grief to end.
But it never ends. It never goes away.
How much longer can I live in this lie?
Before I come to terms with the fact that you’re no longer alive?
Grief wears a mask because right now…
This..this is too much to ask.
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Your name and face pop up, and I’m reminded I’m only suppressing my grief.
The constant crying went from relief to stress.
And I cannot rest.
I think it goes without saying that I wish you were still here.
I can’t watch you playing your characters on TV without bursting into tears.
Why did it have to be you?
Does grief really strengthen us, or does it just harden us?
Because I think that there is a difference between the two.
All it does is make me want to run away.
Like you, I pretend…
To run away from myself, to hide behind another.
Just waiting for this grief to end.
But it never ends. It never goes away.
How much longer can I live in this lie?
Before I come to terms with the fact that you’re no longer alive?
Grief wears a mask because right now…
This..this is too much to ask.
Please leave feed back if you can.
