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Let Me Grieve

 

Today
I breathe.
The breaths 
Sway through the silent air...
A message,
Please hear me. I need you. 
We are off to the hospital.
Please, pray. 
My tear stained face cannot be erased. 
Let 
Me
Grieve.
Let
Me
Feel. 
Let 
Me
Heal.
It is not a one day potion,
Am I making too much of a commotion
For you?
I’m at a loss not for one but two. 
Do you hear my silent grief
Stilled
Chilled
In the silence
Of the winter’s cold wind. 
Sobs are muffled but it still stings.
Joy?
There it is.
Waves and waves of crashing anger, sadness and emptiness...
Empty empty womb
It 
Has
Buried
Itself 
With the two
In 
The
Tomb.
Let 
Me
Grieve.
Let
Me
Breathe
The sorrow
The joy
The madness
The chaos
That 
Is
Empty 
Womb
Full
Tomb. 

Let
Me
Grieve. 

DC


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