Time and Its False Hope of Healing

Milestones have come and gone.  
Iíve survived when others havenít.  
Guilt feels as heavy as the coffin for which I was meant.  
I pine for the me that once was.  
Gone; with no hope for she that once walked with a light tread.  

Wretched words of hope and prayer- oh! I wish you knew how stupid and empty it all sounded!
Like an echo through an underpass. †
Hollow and reverberating. †

With bitterness and disdain I tolerated well wishes.  
With time this will get better- †
the most vitriolic expression!  

My safe little corner, my haven to center an upended universe-  
brings only more loss and despair; for the change, so irreparable-  
can no longer help me find peace to continue my wander. †  

Written by Honoria
Published | Edited 5th Jul 2020
Author's Note
Inspired by Edna St Vincent Millay and her poem ďTime does not bring relief (Sonnet II)Ē
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