When life gives you lemons,
You make lemonade,
But when life gives you painful memories,
You wish they'd go away,
Every scar is a reminder,
Like lemon juice into cuts,
But you force yourself to smile,
While knowing your time is almost up,
I'm out of lemons and I'm out of luck.
YOU ARE READING
Greif poetry
PoetryMy boyfriend passed away recently to mental health and this is essentially me trying to cope, it's not going to be well written it's just my thoughts and emotions on paper and if it somehow helps someone else or people enjoy it, great.
