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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
Written by Indie (Miss Indie)
Published
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