The Grief Pin
The fifteen-year-old,who prayed
for her prince charming
with such earnestness,
cries over the demise of the life
she thought she would have.
The twenty-year-old
couldn't deal with it.
Put a pin in it
and now
the thirty-year-old pin
comes undone.
I don't know
what to say to you
when you apologise.
Cos it's not ok.
I don't forgive you.
It hurts!
There's an allotment of tears
for every heartbreak
and I wasn't done
crying over you.
So at fifty,
I allot time to grieve
the life I thought
I would have.
Poetry by Inspired
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Written on 2023-12-23 at 18:35
Tags Heartbreak Grief Tears
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