DON’T

DON’T

Don’t ask me how I’m doing,

Don’t ask me if I’m okay,

Don’t say they’re in a better place,

As you won’t like what I say.

NO… Time is not a healer,

And this was NOT Gods will,

If he knew how much I’ve really lost,

They would be right here still.

I WON’T try to be positive,

And this wasn’t for the best,

My hearts in broken pieces,

And it hurts deep in my chest.

Don’t say, at least they’re out of pain,

Well I’m not, and MAY NEVER be.

Their pain is gone, but mines still here,

It’s been passed on to me.

Don’t tell me, you know how I feel,

Even though, it may be true.

This Grief is MINE,

For what length of time…

It takes me, to get through.

 

In Memory of The Grandma That I Lost… R.I.P. Grandma

 

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Shiane Sellers
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