A few ideas ran through my head during class, and I put pen to paper. The results:
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Depression, Anger, Denial, Anger, Denial, Anger, Depression, Anger, Anger, Anger....
Grief comes in stages?
Yeah, I know a few.
The title of this poem are just a few I'll share with you.
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Depression hit me first- of course you know it's true
The tears kept on flowing until my pretty face turned blue
And the fighting never stopped until my thoughts did turn from you.
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And then came the anger- Oh, the anger!
Why didn't you say- how couldn't I know‽
Those bloody tears fell as my rage did grow..
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And when I gave the anger the boot-
Denial, Bargaining, and depression came suite.
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Your memory still haunts me, even to this day-
The proof is in the nightmares
That plague me in every way.
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Your sister hung herself-
Your mother started drinking.
Your father turned to gambling-
Who cared what I was thinking?
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And all the pain I kept
Deep within myself---
My only riches are pain!
And I do not share my wealth.
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That's it~ Any comments?
Life is a party.
You are not invited.
