This is grief
the pain that heals
the breath that prays
the silence that steals
all that is and was
a life no more
a light gone dark
a smile frozen
with no emotion
but a memory held
My tears
carry an agony
my stare
stays faceless
among strangers
bearing my shackles alone
Reprisals
against nature
are an injury
upon oneself
Like a poison spread
leading
to the hearse
no music
no lament
only mild contempt
and understanding
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