19/05/2022
Tell me a story
Make it good
Leave out nothing
Tell it good
I lost nothing
Cancer never won
You gained your freedom
We weathered the storm
The sea is now calm
You are relaxing with your book
Chew one more buai
Time is standing still
Just like how you said it would
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Death is such a foreign concept.
Hearts break over no tangible proof except belief that the dead are well...no longer in pain and resting....its not true what they say, time heals nothing, those of us left behind just slowly learn to live with the pain that is etched into our life fueled by the physical absence that the dead leave behind. We are okay most days. Most days we fight. But some days, some days like today we long for that one peaceful memory...memories of a time before the storm that left us wrecked on this island of grief, one whose shores kept getting hit with waves of nostalgia powered by memories...memories of a time now lost...