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We forget as we grow older so does our parents.
No one can prepare you for the loss of a parent.
Until you have been in the thick of it you don’t truly understand the hole that tries to consume you.
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There’s a level of confessional that only occurs when someone is driving you home late at night
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Ever since I was a little girl I’ve loved information
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Back:
Apart of me died the moment my knees hit the floor.
A 35 second phone call is all it took to shatter my soul.
I don’t even feel like writing. This normally allows me to express my emotions and put them out into the universe so they aren’t so heavy..
but it just seems..
Dull.
Maybe I’m in too deep.
Maybe there’s really no coming back from this..
You’re not coming back from this..
You’re
Not
Coming
Back..
#grief#fuck 2024#how do i keep doing this#writers and poets#death and rebirth#loss#what is wrong with me#what if#how do i move on#loss of a loved one#loss of a parent
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I’m feeling awfully angry at life tonight.
I can feel it deep in my bones, slithering up my spine with a grip of a boa constrictor.
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And now I have to mourn you for longer than I have known you…
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You hold yourself so well, people would never suspect you're going through hell.
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