Disproportion

It’s like I no longer fit in myself

Time, a most careless container  

Nothing is right since you’ve left

Feels like I’m too constricted now

My bindings of life are too tight

It becomes hard to breath or even

Mutter out your name in silence

Causing my eyes break into tears   

Revisiting memories, we’ve shared    

Laughters in undeniable triumphs   

Hearing every single conversation

Back to the moment of your birth   

Emptiness, a wayward companion

When your soul has lost someone

Grief oft feels like I’m… imploding

Poet of the Light © 2023

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