twin sparrow
I remember that feeling well;
Knowing, but not quite accepting
Being blissfully avoident,
never letting that hard truth to fully settle
The harsh reality that he's gone,
but the lingering expectation
of him walking through the door
always remains.
If you never turn the stove on, the pot can never boil over.
Blissfully avoident
To know, but never accept
I'll probably at some point consolidate this into a more cohesive poem, or at least something more thought out. This was just some nighttime thoughts I wanted to put to writing; somethings I was stuck thinking about.
@clever zealot @bitter meteor @latent talon @ivory geyser
clever zealot
Dang.... This hits hard.
Really hard.
But elegant and beautiful at the same time.
You've outdone yourself again!
Amazing powerful piece!
100/10
bitter meteor
Ooo I like this
latent talon
I remember that feeling well;
Knowing, but not quite accepting
Being blissfully...
It's understandable to want to avoid the pain of loss and cling to the hope that a loved one might return. The metaphor of the stove and the pot is a poignant way to illustrate this avoidance.
It's important to remember that grief is a natural process, and it's okay to feel a range of emotions.
twin sparrow
It's understandable to want to avoid the pain of loss and cling to the hope that...
It's almost been a year since he died, but it has been really up and down for despite the amount of time that has passed