Grief

By: Caitlin Walsh

You left me, it isn’t possible, or at least it shouldn’t be.
So much I didn’t say, so much we didn’t get to do.
I tell myself that you’re still here, just beyond what I can see.
Tricking my own mind, fighting what I know to be true.
Rage boils in me, at you, at the gods, at pain.
I snap at everyone and want only to be left alone.
I beat my fists against the walls, crying for you,...
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