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My Rock

Can I be blamed for being angry?

The one who was my rock

My steady ground

Was ripped from my life

Much like a bloody bandage

And I was left shaking and unsure

Yet I realize it’s been a whole year

But the shakiness has never fully left

There are days when I feel stable

And others I feel out of control

Because my rock is now a rock to others

And I am expected to sit tight and

Watch

How can it not make a person sad?

Distraught?

Angry?

I am not one to get angry

But there are times

When my rock is laughing with new friends

And I’m left alone

Unsure

And shaking