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the weight of it
It's like trying to ride a wave
that would rather drag you under
and the exhaustion of trying
to stay afloat isn't something
that's easy to explain
to someone who's never
felt the pull of the riptide
and feared what it could mean
to go under
...
I remember her dying
I remember my strength in that moment
as I held her hand and whispered
meaningless words of comfort
that couldn't change the outcome
though perhaps it was enough
that I was there
to let her know she didn't
have to suffer the ending alone
...
I dream of car crashes
and falling trees
I take the long way round
in the harsh daylight
imagining premonitions
where there are just demons
I fear dying
and leaving you behind
to navigate this world without me
...
I'm not sure I was strong enough
to carry the weight of her death
and perhaps I was naive
to think I would come through this
unscathed and unbroken
© Indie Adams 2022
that would rather drag you under
and the exhaustion of trying
to stay afloat isn't something
that's easy to explain
to someone who's never
felt the pull of the riptide
and feared what it could mean
to go under
...
I remember her dying
I remember my strength in that moment
as I held her hand and whispered
meaningless words of comfort
that couldn't change the outcome
though perhaps it was enough
that I was there
to let her know she didn't
have to suffer the ending alone
...
I dream of car crashes
and falling trees
I take the long way round
in the harsh daylight
imagining premonitions
where there are just demons
I fear dying
and leaving you behind
to navigate this world without me
...
I'm not sure I was strong enough
to carry the weight of her death
and perhaps I was naive
to think I would come through this
unscathed and unbroken
© Indie Adams 2022
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