They say grief is temporary
I know it's not
How can it if half of myself has died ?
And the rest is left to rot.
The darkness I see is suffocating
I cannot see light through my eyes
I lie and I say that I'm fine
But she sees the pain through my smiles.
Don't hate me dear brother
for loving her
And letting her see the real me
But she helps me live
and she helps me laugh
And I know now I don't need to grieve.
For all though I miss you dearly
The pain is easier to bare
And the pain in my chest feels lighter
But in my heart, you'll always be there.
Stages of Grief by Eliza Lupin
Story Notes:
This is my first poem and i hope you like it
Chapter Notes: This is my first poem.
Chapter Endnotes: The 'She' George talks about is Angelina ... But im sure you gathered that.