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I cannot grieve…
I cannot grieve because I am stuffing my feelings I can’t grieve because there is no space for me Grieving is essential to growth, but I can’t grieve because… I’m too fat life is not making room for me I am being micromanaged and second guest at every turn I cannot grieve because I am too strong and I always have to be strong I cannot grieve because there are small joys sprinkled between death Is this my life, the life where either I am lonely or I am extremely lonely Emotion is caught in my throat yet again and discomfort rules I can’t grieve because there is no resolve I can’t grieve because I am middle aged I can’t grieve in the daily anxiety of living in this world She told me, don’t screw it up by getting in your head But she did not tell me this path would be paved with so much pain I wasn’t told that my feelings, thoughts and action would no longer matter My existence is to slave… I cannot grieve
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AuthorThe Only Child Archives
April 2024
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