Untitled Vi Poem by Sierra Staten

Being hurt by things that cannot be fixed,
Things that are an indelible part of the past are arguably the worst kind of pain.
Forgiveness is a simple solution,
but you can't forgive those gone.
They can't forgive you.
You can try but an imagination is just that.
It may help you doze off on occasion but there comes a point when you can no longer rely on imagination.
When reality settles in it has no intent on leaving-
something many of us know all to well.
Reality is harsh; it doesn't make things sweet for the serving.
It will bring you what it pleases, tell you what it pleases
And with that it brings a pain so indescribable, so morbidly cruel
that words can not do it justice.