Bereaving Turmoil Poem by Lucas Akkadian
Bereaving Turmoil
I reach inside this shadow
to be swallowed by sunken memories
and descend on unsought stairways
to rooms I'd never see when fettered
in the stitches of my world.
They house those abandoned and left without form,
that are imprisoned by the keepers of the fantasy
and wishing for repreive just as I.
And I surmise that denial
is better left to those
who'll yeild to everything.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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