My throat closes up,
My thoughts are hard to get past.
Tears well up,
And some fall.
My thoughts are covered by fog,
And the tears continue to fall.
MY heart goes up in rate,
And my stomach isn't great.
The grief is hard to deal with,
And I'm in constant turmoil.
I've never really grieved,
And I don't know what to do.
How do I know if I'm grieving right?
Is there a list that tells me I'm doing alright?
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Dark Poetry
PoetryThis is a book full of poetry I wrote myself, so I ask that no one steals it. As you can tell by the cover and the name it is dark so don't complain that I didn't warn you. Although I still write poetry and will update it, most of the poems are olde...
