geneticrockhopper247
  • geneticrockhopper247
A poem called "Loss" I reposted it down in the comments because it did not completely paste the first time. Sorry about that.
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Crissy15
  • Crissy15
its hard to show in words how you feel
anonymous
  • anonymous
*sniff sniff*
grimsnightmare
  • grimsnightmare
Wow that's really good...

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anonymous
  • anonymous
I enjoyed that! You did very well in writing this :)
hba
  • hba
Nice work!!
madhu.mukherjee.946
  • madhu.mukherjee.946
@geneticrockhopper247 i like the poem but i do understand the condition of your heart
geneticrockhopper247
  • geneticrockhopper247
Hi, all, I just realized that when I copied and pasted this poem from my phone, not all of the poem pasted. So, here is the full poem.
geneticrockhopper247
  • geneticrockhopper247
So the one you loved died And now comes the tragedy. The Endless eternal Lines of those who Wish to give you Their sympathy. In plain words: Your loved one is dead And all you get in return Are hollow words. Mom tells you that They mean well, but they don't know what to say. Most don't know The way you feel, The way you want To rip apart the Foundations of this World. Others do know The utter feeling of Loss and emptiness, But they can't put Their thoughts to Words so they just Get in line. They ask if you Want to "talk" And the answer is Always no; You don't want To talk. You Want your loved one Back, but that can't Happen. They expect You to know that, So they're always surprised by that Desperate wish. It's great for them To know that the Dead are in a better place, But you don't care at that moment because you just want them back. Denial, bargaining, anger, Guilt, acceptance; If you hear those words one more time, You might snap. How dare there be A "process" to A state so raw and So devastating? Simultaneously wanting To destroy everything In your path and cry In some forgotten corner, Both such utter forms Of loneliness. In a way, it is all beautiful, If beauty is defined by Heartbreak and chaos.
geneticrockhopper247
  • geneticrockhopper247
@Crissy15 @KakeFace @grimsnightmare @Searian @hba @madhu.mukherjee.946
anonymous
  • anonymous
You have once again made another awesome poem
anonymous
  • anonymous
This is insanely genius and a work of art. Have you considered self-publishing?
anonymous
  • anonymous
you have a amazing talent. your poem was outstanding.

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