Silence sits in a broken chair
Legs won't run
They're beyond all repair
My heart beats
But no one will care
This is the quiet room
Tear drops fall
In a silly sieve
Truths hide now
In clothes you don't believe
Music plays
But the keys all work
Food runs away
With a new found
Spork
Kindness kills
And good men are vile
Empty games
Now are all worthwhile
Shocking news
Puts us all to sleep
Babies laugh
Old folks weep
Somehow I find
What I never lost
And paid so dear
For what had no cost
I drank my grief
And ate away my pain
I fasted so long I'll never hurt again
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Giving Grief | Completed✓
PoetryGritty real grief - expressions of lost love and sorrow. Volume one in Grief Series. Follow the series with "Good Grief". Completed. #3 - dismay.
