Mirah
I love you
It lays on the floor in a pile of tissues
snot stained
tear stained
but when everything is dried up
I just stare at the window
or the computer screen
hoping the time will pass
will it be tomorrow
or the next day
how will I get through the day?
will I talk about it? Ignore it?
It isn't my grief I am holding
but it is
a family member
her grief
the sorrow
the pain
that has never gone away from last year
he passed away on his birthday
like Shakespeare
snot stained
tear stained
but when everything is dried up
I just stare at the window
or the computer screen
hoping the time will pass
will it be tomorrow
or the next day
how will I get through the day?
will I talk about it? Ignore it?
It isn't my grief I am holding
but it is
a family member
her grief
the sorrow
the pain
that has never gone away from last year
he passed away on his birthday
like Shakespeare