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September Sorrow
In the waiting room.
In the white.
Did it happen this morning?
Or did it happen last night?
This can’t be real,
So why make a big deal?
But the tears begin to flow.
And that’s when I know.
My heart is steel.
Her heart has stopped.
Our future plans, must now be dropped.
I close my eyes and see you there.
Then I scream and cry “It isn’t fair!”
My scattered mind, wondering about your pale face,
Praying that the memories will never be effaced.
Hugging a stranger, holding her tight,
Nodding teary-eyed as she says “It’ll be alright.”
But I’m not so sure.
I don’t know.
I may never recover from my wretched autumn woe.
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Yesterday marked one year since my mother passed away. I wrote this piece around December of last year expressing the emotions I felt on the day that I lost my mom. I am a lot stronger than I was back then, but still, the memories of that morning are forever embedded into my memory and never fail to send shivers down my spine. It can definitely be hard to find others to relate to when you are going through the pain of a such a terrible loss, especially at a young age, so I hope others who have can read this and know that they are not alone.