Grief is gnawing at my heart today, so many losses, so much pain.
It’s hard, but real. It’s unseen but it’s there.
I cannot fathom why I must go through suffering
One which sets my teeth on edge
Makes my head spin, recoil, and turn to mush
Comprehending why is it like whatever it is.
I am tired, I am sad and the feelings dont seem to pass with time
It has stopped, forever, for me.
In this moment of grief, woe to me and woe to you
For listening my tale of terrible, terrible grief.
My failures are many, more is my failure of being in the public eye
To have my feet cut off from under me
To have me pulled down, being dragged with the currents
Drowning, the people point and turn and tell and whisper
Poor little girl.