To those who have never felt grief

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They say those who have never lost someone cannot

Imagine the pain of grief

I disagree

Grief is a knife stuck in your heart

Embedded so deep pulling it out would result in

Death

Letting it remain would result in

Death

.

Sorrow is fire in your veins

That no siphoning could ever withdraw

.

Sorrow is a stone in your chest

Pushing you into the ground

.

Sorrow steals all identity away

With them gone, who am I?

All I’m left with are unanswered questions

And the dead, blank, white silence

.

Sorrow is having no one left to guide you

The world is a maze and I have long since lost the map

.

Sorrow is the world suddenly seeming too loud

And too bright and too crowded to shelter

The scared mouse of my heart

25/03/2015

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