Losses
They never can be remedied.
They never can be compensated,
and you simply must accept it.
Griefs can be disastrous,
one can die of sorrow,
and inevitably there must be not only scars
but wounds that never can be healed.
It helps to cry, but only momentarily,
to cry your heart out is important though,
as wounds must bleed to cleanse themselves.
At best, you can survive the scars
and bear them with their pain,
but you can never count on
getting rid of them, expecting them to disappear,
for wounds of losses irrepairable
will hurt as marks of destiny forever,
as you have been branded by injustice.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2018-05-09 at 02:00
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