Attitudes of sadness penetrate consciousness, rising and
falling with feelings of abandonment left beneath layers
of this heavy heart.
Senses dulled, emotions periodically numbed and intensely
awakened, throwing life into a tailspin like nothing before
has done.
Refuting the dense mist of loss halfheartedly, knowing it
cannot be pushed aside or forgotten, it is an experience
that must be lived in order to get through it.
Excuses, anger, dispute of it's existence are all in naught
as our life continues to exist in spite of what we feel or
thing about it.
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