“Death, Interrupted Lives”
Written & Lived By Me🥰
Death is final to some
While death means new life to another one
We all have seen it in some form
Experienced by promises torn
Lived through lives, interrupted
Learned through lies, corrupted
Grief comes, goes, stays, flows
Mourning each morning, woes
Yet another day arrives unscathed
Yet another tear falls, amazed
How in the world can so much pain come from so much love
How in the world, How in this world indeed
Godspeed
Zombies are not real yet there are many, too many, way too many walking among us, posting before us, lying next to us, driving behind us who are dead….dead inside but no one knows…..no one notices…..no one can resurrect and revive them….no CPR…..no 911 call needed, just…..Godspeed……and…..time…….
Not to heal the wound but to merely allow a scab to form so you can, they can, we can take our precious time to remove it and start all over again with a smile…….
(But still I rise…..somehow, I rise)
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