Grief

The world stands still.

I swallow the pill of grief.

Ever since that day.

I had changed in every way.

I bring roses to your grave.

And yet I am unable to cry.

Numb to the world, after you.

Everything passed on, but me.

I stood still in the hands of death.

As your body rots in the ground, I rot, alive.

Without you around.

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Emotions Poetry Contest contest entry

Sorry it's not great, writers block and college got me in a chokehold.

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